You go down your steps
Through the streets
Up their steps  
Through the door
Into  a hallway
full of disoriented people
        lead by God types
Called lawyers
Through another  door
Into a hollow room
        where justice is advertised
But never felt
        or heard as it is spoken
When all is done
Justice is another word
         in a long vocabulary of themes

No sir, no not me
Come no closer, can’t you see?
I’m freezing as the springtime frost
So won’t you let me be?
Wind tossed as the blossom
Bleeding from the tree
I am but a child; I’m lost
I am wild, not dutiful
Scarred inside; not beautiful
My demon lover  left me
Underneath the cherry tree
No sir, no not me

No sir, no not me
Come no closer, can’t you see?
I am not a fresh faced maid
No sir, we can’t be
Plucking cherries in the glade
Walking in the evening shade
I’m buried in the foetid earth
Awaiting spring, denied rebirth
In the soft sun, in the rain
I shall never rise again
No-one can ever set me free
No sir, no not me

Southern wind, Southern wind
Take me with you
I want to go
At the bend of that village
Where my heart has fallen.

I fell in love with
the golden paddy field
I fell in love with
the pond side surrounded by water lilies
I fell in love with
the moonlight wet playground
I fell in love with
the colorful village market.

When the sun goes down
Grandmothers start their stories
Fireflies burn in the bamboo garden
The jute field yields gold
Seeing this beautiful panorama
My heart exhaled.

Southern wind, Southern wind
Take me with you
I want to go
At the bend of that village
Where my heart has fallen.

Filled fagun, a downpour
The air is clear, clear as a crystal
What a wonderful creation.

Swallow, Cuculidae are soaking wet
Calling out "crystal clear water!"
The sun is covered behind the clouds
The ground becomes cold.

Rain water is pouring in the field
Falling on the tin roof
Awakes life in the rive
Increased water, in the upstream of Matamuhuri.

Decorating nature, what a magical outfit
Sea, hills, forest
Blooming Shimul, Palash, Bakul
The earth is full of softness.