কেন চোখের জলে ভিজিয়ে দিলেম না
keno chokher jole bhijiye dilem na
(audio)
Why did I not moisten with tears
The dust and dryness of the road
Who knew you would come unbidden
Across the desert you traversed
Not a tree there was for your shade
The travails of the road you bore for me
Such is my wretched fate
Couched in indolence I was then
In shaded comfort of my home
I knew not how much pain
You suffered at each step
Yet that feeling resonated
In a secret grief deep within
Left it’s mark in my very core
A deep wound to bear on my heart
- 7th Apr 1914
keno chokher jole bhijiye dilem na
(audio)
Why did I not moisten with tears
The dust and dryness of the road
Who knew you would come unbidden
Across the desert you traversed
Not a tree there was for your shade
The travails of the road you bore for me
Such is my wretched fate
Couched in indolence I was then
In shaded comfort of my home
I knew not how much pain
You suffered at each step
Yet that feeling resonated
In a secret grief deep within
Left it’s mark in my very core
A deep wound to bear on my heart
- 7th Apr 1914
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