দিবস রজনী, আমি যেন কার..
(dibas rajani ami jena)
Night.. and day.. for whom.. I stay,
Agog.. with expectation..
Thus enraptured.. is my heart..
Startled, so my listening..
These eyes.. fervid.. with yearning..
Restlessly.. I roam.. around
Ever hoping for a glimpse --
“Who comes” I look with a start..
At each tweet.. in the forests..
In wakeful hours.. I see not..
I live in hope of dreams--
If I sight in veil of sleep..
Ensnare.. I will in dreams..
One I love so much..
Want with all my heart..
Never do I feel..
With me she.. is not..
As if my deepest desire..
A force passionate..
Draws her.. close.. to me..
(another version by Anandamayee Majumdar)
For whom.. do I keep my hope alight..
Night.. and day, I wonder..
My mind so heedful..
My ears so alert..
My eyes so keen.. with longing..
Restless, I wander..
Hoping to catch the glimpse..
Even when a bird simply whistles.. in the trees..
Startled, 'whoever comes there'', I wonder..
He.. is never there in my wakeful hour..
I await him in my dreams..
As if to secure him.. with reverie..
In the hidden.. canopy of my slumber..
Someone so profoundly I love..
Someone so profusely I desire..
Would he still be far away from me..
Would my impassioned heart..
Not be enough.. to summon.. him..
(dibas rajani ami jena)
Night.. and day.. for whom.. I stay,
Agog.. with expectation..
Thus enraptured.. is my heart..
Startled, so my listening..
These eyes.. fervid.. with yearning..
Restlessly.. I roam.. around
Ever hoping for a glimpse --
“Who comes” I look with a start..
At each tweet.. in the forests..
In wakeful hours.. I see not..
I live in hope of dreams--
If I sight in veil of sleep..
Ensnare.. I will in dreams..
One I love so much..
Want with all my heart..
Never do I feel..
With me she.. is not..
As if my deepest desire..
A force passionate..
Draws her.. close.. to me..
(another version by Anandamayee Majumdar)
For whom.. do I keep my hope alight..
Night.. and day, I wonder..
My mind so heedful..
My ears so alert..
My eyes so keen.. with longing..
Restless, I wander..
Hoping to catch the glimpse..
Even when a bird simply whistles.. in the trees..
Startled, 'whoever comes there'', I wonder..
He.. is never there in my wakeful hour..
I await him in my dreams..
As if to secure him.. with reverie..
In the hidden.. canopy of my slumber..
Someone so profoundly I love..
Someone so profusely I desire..
Would he still be far away from me..
Would my impassioned heart..
Not be enough.. to summon.. him..
posted my version :)
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To catch a glance of the elusive you.
My mind, my ears keep I sharp
Avid eyes keep I gazing
Keep I that thirst unceasing.
Restive keep I roaming
Prepared am I for a rendezvous.
Letting out an impulsive "Hello?"
As startle I at a garden bird's tweet.
If my wakeful wait goes futile,
Still wait will I for her into my dream.
If she secretly slips from behind my sleepy veil
Will make I some surreal threads
And draw her close by me.
Never did feel I lost her,
My amorous she.
Always believe I my ardent longings
And unbridled emotions
Will pull her right before me.
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