(sukhe amay rakhbe keno, rakho tomar kole)
Why keeping me in misery, keep me in your lap
Let my pleasure burn out
Let earth under-feet gone, when you hold me tight
Pick up by swinging hand
Want to build my home there let the flooding come
If you want me be flooded I don't want to be rescued
I admit defeat, fear is gone –Your win is also my win
I'll surrender, because I want to have you
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I would like to translate this poem
Win is win in thought and presentation. Very amazingly shared nice poem...10