Once I was Strolling…


(Translation of a Bangla song by Warfaze)

Once I was strolling down the road, alone,
when tripping over a shadow I found
darkness and ignorance lying all around.
Don’t know when I can sing aloud the song
devoid of all boasting and filthy pride!
Don’t know when I can sing aloud the song
as simple, bright and clear as the morning light!

Even when the world is visible and bare,
why does the darkness still prevail within
amid whispers and thoughts, half-understood
and when can I sing aloud a real song?
Don’t know when I can sing aloud the song
as unbound as the greatness of the sky!
Don’t know when I can sing aloud the song
steeped in the sweetness of a seagull’s cry!

I am a prisoner of the Silence
and with my muted voice I can no more sing.
Sitting by the window forever shut
I can smell the mild fragrance of the bloom
and the smell of light on the other side.
Some time I push in vain at the doors shut
but never hard enough to open them.
It seems I cannot let the light come in,
for I must go crawling back to the cage
drenched in darkness and lurid decadence
with some vague and lewd imaginations…

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