You come in the garb of woe

দুখের বেশে এসেছ ব'লে
Dukkher beshe eshechho bole

I will fear you not
Though you appear in the garb of woe
I will hold you close where it hurts

If you veil your face in darkness
I will know you still
If you come in the garb of death
I will die clasping your feet

Whatever be the form
In which you show yourself
I will fear you not

My eyes are awash in tears today
The tears let them overflow
My heart rings out with pain
In your fierce embrace

It is you who grips my heart
Let my pain tell me so
I will not wish for anything
I will not say anything
I will merely gaze at you