Mar 12, 2011

A tide billows from the sea of bliss

আনন্দেরই সাগর হতে এসেছে আজ বান
Anonderi shagor hote eshechhe aj baan (audio)

A tide billows from the sea of bliss
It is time to brace, and take the oars
To row the boat, with all our might

To row the boat to destined shores

Our craft is heaped with loads to bear
Burdened with hefty, plaintive woes
But even as we face our deaths
We'll row the boat to destined shores

Who is it that pleads we stop

Who holds us up with fateful fears
We have seen enough of tragedies
We have tasted all the shades of tears

Why would we wish to moor

At ports that are safe and tart
We will take off on the rolling way
With a ready song of the sailing heart.
  

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