না বাঁচাবে আমায় যদি মারবে কেন তবে?
Na banchabe amay jodi marbe keno tobe (audio: Suchitra Mitra)
If you will not save
then why slay me?
Is there a meaning
to this grand agony?
I see the fire
in your arrow।
The earth trembles
at your feet.
As you make life
so do you hit.
I can feel how
you furrow my heart
to seek my gold.
But what makes you
think I own it?
I have a chest full of pain,
jewels for your crown.
Perhaps, my sorrow
will wake my heart
with dormant majesty.
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