Mar 11, 2011

When you bid me to sing

তুমি যখন গান গাহিতে বল
tumi jokhon gaan gahite bolo
(Tagore's own translation)

When you bid me to sing
My heart swells in pride
Stunned I gaze at your face
My sight blurs with tears

That which hardens my heart
I wish for it to melt
In songs full of sweetness
My penance and effort
I wish it could take flight
Like a lark in the sky

Happy are you with me
With the song that I sing
And so I dare to approach
To sit in front of you
To reach you I cannot
My song finds a way
I lose myself in it
In melodies many
You who are my master
I call you as my friend

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