Translation

Some unknown faces
Chirp an unsung tune
On my withered window sill,
Every morn....
Sometimes, a little squirrel squeaks,
Or a soothing breeze wakes me up by a ravenous call,
Every morn....
Their song beckons my soul, an untouched chord
Of my silent self...
My stranger heart replies,
To a stranger friend of mine..

Where misty words slip into a soft slumber,
Where scent of an unsung song,
flock in the virgin winds,
There, the twilight sky steals the rainbow, From a
weary, dreaming butterfly's wings.

(Translator: Sukanya Bandyopadhyay)
 

You sought a rose from my bouquet, I spoke,
''These are offerings of my soul...
For my Lord, my
Light...''
Still you took a blossom,
by deceit, my dear..
And decked
your tresses and ears
Garlanded your neck
Like a fake goddess....
O my feigning beauty,
Don't you know,
The fragrance of sandal

Faith
    to realize
Seek
    to know

(Bengali Version: বিন্দু ৪৪)
[Translated By: Subhajit Roy]   

Your presence, becomes
independent of my body
independent of my life
independent of my mind

Our existence remains indifferent,
entity remains one.

(Bengali Version: দুই না)
[Translated By: Subhajit Roy]  

Dolts never cope up with any changing situations.
 
Clever always change themselves easily with changing situations.
 

Opened window :
your fragrance come with breezes.

Closed window :
my odor suffocates

(Bengali Version: বিন্দু ৮) 
[Translated By: Subhajit Roy] 

Someone is playing
but only in front. 

Someone is not playing
but gaming from behind

(Bengali Version: বিন্দু ১৩) 
[Translated By: Subhajit Roy] 

Your vision
enlighten my darkness.

Your vivacity
rives my obstacle.

(Bengali Version: বিন্দু ৬) 

[Translated By: Subhajit Roy]

I could feel,
when you come

I know,
when you would say, "bye". 

But never felt your presence
Do you know,
where I was then?

(Bengali Version: তখন) 

[Translated By: Subhajit Roy]