By the Wood
Kazi Nazrul Islam
By the Wood
Who walks by the woods,
methink, he is known to me.
Beating night's silence in rhythmic patterns
his jingles ring onmidnight
wakes up in curly hair
setting a fountain in my stony bosom.
[Original: Bono pothe ke jay; Translation: Mohammad Nurul Huda]
Who walks by the woods,
methink, he is known to me.
Beating night's silence in rhythmic patterns
his jingles ring onmidnight
wakes up in curly hair
setting a fountain in my stony bosom.
[Original: Bono pothe ke jay; Translation: Mohammad Nurul Huda]
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