ওরে ভীরু তোমার হাতে নাই ভুবনের ভার
Fearful,don't you break in fear.
The helmsman's at the boat.
The world is not yours to bear,
the ship is still afloat.
If the tempest rumbles now
you do not need to hide.
Watch the waves dance up high,
break the sorry sight.
As it grows dark and deep
your hopes do need to bode.
If black is the sea tonight
the helmsman's at the boat.
You see the western storm unleash
the clouds dark and deep,
the east delights in fresher skies
with starry blink and peep.
Your friends are yours for certain
but can you shield the woes?
There’s no guard against the change,
no care that keeps the foes.
Let the tempest knock your heart
let go of timid road.
Let cries resound loud and bold.
The helmsman's at the boat.
(Another version by Rumela Sengupta)
O faint of heart, rest assured
It is not on you to bear
The earth upon your shoulder
One there is to steer the oars
He will guide the boat to shores
What is it that you can do
If arises a tempest
Look upon the play of waves
To brood it is of no use
Let it come the night so deep
So be it if dark it gets
One there is to steer the oars
He will guide the boat to shores
If clouds darken the western sky
Look in joy to the sky in the east
Dazzling with a show of stars
Friends who are your dearest ones
Can you be their shelter safe?
Storms will buffet, hearts will quake
Arise will cries of despair
One there is to steer the oars
He will guide the boat to shores
Fearful,don't you break in fear.
The helmsman's at the boat.
The world is not yours to bear,
the ship is still afloat.
If the tempest rumbles now
you do not need to hide.
Watch the waves dance up high,
break the sorry sight.
As it grows dark and deep
your hopes do need to bode.
If black is the sea tonight
the helmsman's at the boat.
You see the western storm unleash
the clouds dark and deep,
the east delights in fresher skies
with starry blink and peep.
Your friends are yours for certain
but can you shield the woes?
There’s no guard against the change,
no care that keeps the foes.
Let the tempest knock your heart
let go of timid road.
Let cries resound loud and bold.
The helmsman's at the boat.
(Another version by Rumela Sengupta)
O faint of heart, rest assured
It is not on you to bear
The earth upon your shoulder
One there is to steer the oars
He will guide the boat to shores
What is it that you can do
If arises a tempest
Look upon the play of waves
To brood it is of no use
Let it come the night so deep
So be it if dark it gets
One there is to steer the oars
He will guide the boat to shores
If clouds darken the western sky
Look in joy to the sky in the east
Dazzling with a show of stars
Friends who are your dearest ones
Can you be their shelter safe?
Storms will buffet, hearts will quake
Arise will cries of despair
One there is to steer the oars
He will guide the boat to shores
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