Apr 18, 2011

Thunder heralds your flute

বজ্রে তোমার বাজে বাঁশি
Bojre tomar baje banshi (audio)


Thunder heralds your flute.
How can it be painless?
Bless me with ears to discern,

    to rise to the stately song.
 

Never again will I be lightly swayed
my heart will rejoice in lasting life,
life, hidden in death-cove, a treasure.

My lute will play music

    to all the trenchant tones
      embracive tunes of tempest,
                knells of cosmic fury.

Free me of comfort
               take me to the depths of doom
      where, shielded by deep unrest

                               lies covert peace.

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