The songs I sing আমি যে গান গাই Ami je gaan gaai jaani ne she kaar uddeshe The songs I sing, Whom do they address, I wonder. When they emerge in my mind Without rhyme or reason, In restless breeze, An alien bird takes flight; My tunes fleet away, Towards whom, I wonder. I gaze at that face -- Is it you, a dream of the past Garbed in the present? Sometimes, she surfaces in my mind At my shores, The one who never happened, And asks to be ferried across In my songs.