O woman, you are sleeping
in the body of Jochna.
Manik Chakraborty.
O woman, you are sleeping
in the body of Jochna.
Today you have not woken up and seen
the call of the sun on the tip of the grass.
You have not searched for
the words of nectar in your thirsty chest.
Have you ever heard in your ears
the cry of beggarly love.
Have you seen
countless stars in the sky falling down due to a cruel blow.
You have been sleeping, year after year
You have not woken up even today, you have not seen, you have not heard
the tears of countless fallen leaves
that have been burned in the Chaitra fire,
silently falling.
You are sleeping, on the green carpet of the mountains
Wrapped in a white sheet, in the beautiful song of the fountain, in the heart of the earth
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