Breaking the bud of darkness
The moon has blossomed like a flower
Where is its fragrance?
It lies in my pining heart
When it will leave and drop from the sky
Where shall I keep it?
I shall keep it covered under the music
Born of my pain.
Transcreation of the song – Andhar knudir bandhan tute chander ful uthecche fute – byRabindranath Tagore.
