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"