(deoya neoya firiye deoya tomayi amayi)
Giving, taking and returning
Between Thou and I
Been going on life after life
How can death stop?
When I wake up in Thy song
Look up the sky for Thou
The song in my Ektara
Takes Thou down to me again
Oh, I only care for Thy golden lights:
Returning favor in blooming flower,
Within earth’s black-dirt –-
When my Spring-Sephali-bush
Start giviing lovely aroma
Then the return-songs appear
In Shrabn-month’s-nightly love-shower
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