[Kabi Rani] :
Original: Kazi Nazrul Islam
You love me and so I am a poet.
My present form — that?s the image of your loving.
The sky, the wind, the morning light
the evening star of the parting day
the scarlet sun of the east —
they all caress me with the warmth of intimacy
and love me because you love me.
My own self lay enwrapped in your love
your sudden advent heralded a new hope for me.
You steal into my presence
and play a melody upon my lance
transmuted into a flute,
all the ceremony of my worship
is the oblation for your soul.
My verses of triumph
are the garlands, all for you.
My present form —
that’s the image of your loving.
Original: Kazi Nazrul Islam
You love me and so I am a poet.
My present form — that?s the image of your loving.
The sky, the wind, the morning light
the evening star of the parting day
the scarlet sun of the east —
they all caress me with the warmth of intimacy
and love me because you love me.
My own self lay enwrapped in your love
your sudden advent heralded a new hope for me.
You steal into my presence
and play a melody upon my lance
transmuted into a flute,
all the ceremony of my worship
is the oblation for your soul.
My verses of triumph
are the garlands, all for you.
My present form —
that’s the image of your loving.
Translation: Zakeria Shirazi
Source of the original:
Nazrul Rochonaboli, Vol. 1, p. 81 [Bangla Academy, 1996]
