এ পারে মুখর হল কেকা ওই
epaare mukhoro holo keka oi
Even as the peacock calls out here
Why has the cuckoo gone silent there
Asks the one “Where lone is another,
Oh! When will time bring us together?”
A restless breeze blowing from the east
Sighs ever so often in sadness
In secret pain of separation
Broods the monsoon soaked in deep darkness
“Why am I bound so to the season
Who can bring to me the days of spring?”
Across spells of time they live apart
Mingle not their gurgles and warbles
Laments the sky, heart bereft of hope
epaare mukhoro holo keka oi
Even as the peacock calls out here
Why has the cuckoo gone silent there
Asks the one “Where lone is another,
Oh! When will time bring us together?”
A restless breeze blowing from the east
Sighs ever so often in sadness
In secret pain of separation
Broods the monsoon soaked in deep darkness
“Why am I bound so to the season
Who can bring to me the days of spring?”
Across spells of time they live apart
Mingle not their gurgles and warbles
Laments the sky, heart bereft of hope
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