When silently I touch the depth of sunken subconscious sense
The words break down, some nearby, some of them in far apart,
When you turn into a vast meadow, your face comes down
As a sky and a star, when strange planets turn vocal
In many a form and desires,
And kisses their lovers,
When the clouds move through the sky dancing,
Then, I want ed to break the silence
And mingle with you in your essence and you dissolve into it
The wind of Paradise fills you up and dead of night smiles
And a damsel comes out of the body of desire and
Turns out to me into hymns of earth; and I erceive human victory
All over your bhody and exalting creations, faces to hundreds
Glittered in the illuminated glass.
Translate d by Siddique Mahmudur Rahman.
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