In that Sravan sky placed have I আমি শ্রাবণ-আকাশে ওই দিয়েছি পাতি ami srabono akashey oi In that Sravan* sky placed have I My eyes brimming with tears in clouds Across the horizon of schism The whole night awake sans a wink One who is out of sight For that one is this gaze His locks caress my dreams Blowing in eastern winds. In Tamal* tree forests On the path that he left, In that dusk of separation Amidst dust of cows homeward bound, The grass is wrapped in agony Trembling with every breath That gazing back time and again Remains woven in the shadows *Sravan is the second month of the rainy season in Bengal *Tamal is a tree of dark colour Translated by Rumela Sengupta