The night it was that the storm

যে রাতে মোর দুয়ারগুলি

jey raatey more duar guli  (audio)

The night it was, that the storm, broke open my doors

Knew I not, it was you, who came into my home

A darkness came down, all around

The lights went out, one after one

Reached out my hands to the sky, to whom knew I not

Curled up I lay, in the dark, as if in a dream

Your victory sign, was the storm, how could I know

In morning light, see did I, there you were standing

In the emptiness of my room, taking your place.

Another version by Anandamayee Majumdar:

On the raging night of troubled dark

When all my guards fell apart

I did not know, I did not see

In the carnage, you had come to me.

All my world was blue and bleak,

All my beacons, dimmed and weak.

Whom did I affirm as I

Splayed my arms across the sky?

I did not know, I had not seen,

The tempest braced your flag of win,

As I dropped with sinking shame

I hoped this was my darkest dream.

When at dawn I rose, I woke

In remnants of a deathly stroke.

Bewildered, I found, you stood there

Brimming up my empty lair.