Bhulbona ar shohojete The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs
Shei praan e mon uthbe mete through the world
Mrittu majhe dhaka ache je ontohin praan and dances in rhythmic measures.
She ki shohoj gaan that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
Shei shurete jagbo ami in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
Shei jhor jeno shoi anonde It is the same life
Chittobinar taare that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow.
Shotto-shundu dosh digonto I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
Nachao je jhonkare! And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
Bojre tomar baje bashi It is the same life
She ki shohoj gaan that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
Shei shurete jagbo ami in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
By Supoya