I chanced upon my muse

সুনীল সাগরের শ্যামল কিনারে 

Shuneelo shaagorer shyamolo kinare (audio: Debabrata Biswas) 

I chanced upon my muse
Across a navy blue sea
In an emerald shore on my way.
Now I sense her presence,
Her unsurpassed wonder
In the sweetness of the earth.

How often
Have I crafted her with my music,
How often
Have I laboured to voice her
Through my lute.

These missives and melodies
I will sow in my yesterdays,
Like potent seeds
Reaping my dream's harvest

These tunes will buzz
With the honeybee
Shifting with buds in the arbor.
They will surrender to the earth
Like raindrops of a high monsoon.
Then again in an autumn sky
They will idly drift with the sparse clouds
Aching with remembrance.

There she will be
Catching me with heavenly surprise,
Seeping into the songs of my twilight, my night,
My spring darkness,
Penetrating my deepest, lilting melancholy.

Bare open my reverie

এ মোহ-আবরণ
E moho-aboron khule daao (audio: Subinoy Roy)

Bare open my reverie.
Reveal your beautiful heart
See me within.

(another version by Rumela)

Do remove this veil of illusion
Let my eyes have their fill
Let them sight your beautiful face
Do lay your gaze upon my heart

My heart.. dances.. like a peacock..

হৃদয় আমার নাচেরে
(hriday amar nache re)

My heart.. dances.. like a peacock..
Rejoicing, reeling.. in the monsoon..
Emotions.. splayed like plumes..
Reach.. to the sky.. like an iridescent arc..
Yearnings tuned to a passion.. unknown..

I walk.. down lanes of myths.. missives..
Reliving.. someone, somewhere..
Swaying.. in a tangled swing..
Of the spicy Bokul branch..
Starry.. blossoms.. spewed adrift..
Resonating to the drumbeats.. of rain..
A woman's veil.. flashing in the sky..
Tresses.. tumbling down her face..
Careful braid flung open.. by the breeze..

A thick rain.. douses the emerald leaves..
Crickets.. spawn a chorus in the arbor..
The water.. picks up in the canals and rivers..
Islanding an enchanted.. village..

Eternal voyager, you befriend every traveler

পান্থ তুমি, পান্থজনের সখা হে 
Pantho tumi, panthojoner shokha he (audio: Suchitra Mitra)

Eternal voyager,
You befriend every traveler.
Every pathway, a sheer sensation
Of nothing, but you.
The tune that articulates bliss
Through a tramp's voice, is yours.

A heart touched with your breath
Does not ponder its past,
Does not pause from shore to shore,
Is nudged on by turbulent winds
To wide open seas.

Eternal voyager,
You befriend every traveler,
You sail away in her endless heart.
As she unlocks her latch to peer forth
What she finds, is your embodiment.

She braves the perils and the bars
Not vacillated by indulging ambitions,
Feverishly compelled with wanderlust.
Her voyage leads on to you;
Every pathway, a sheer sensation
Of nothing, but you.