When
you stand silently, faraway
Where
the meandering road takes a turn
The
moments of caressing you…
Bewilders
me, in an exotic spell
I
dart to that far-flung, distant deep
I
dash to that elusive fervour
Are
you a mirage dream or a long way away pole star!
When
the sun’s luminous droplet spreads itself upon the ear of the paddy
I
sprint to that horizon
I
scurry, pervaded by ecstasy
Are
you the forgotten poems?
The
moments of caressing you…
Bewilders
me, in an exotic spell
(La
la la…la laa laa la la!)-
A slapdash translation of Sahar's band "Nirabey Doorey"
