In every way I looked for you,
In every fiery expectation,
I caught a glimpse of you in touch,
And in verse, since then until the end,
I will wait for you,
Forever and ever, it will never be over.
Letting up the dawn chorus from the past,
Increasing the beautiful blueness of the vast,
Yellow-billed Egrets, Little Cormorants, and others as well,
The flocks of beautiful variegated birds,
Have all come back together to their nests.
The cattle at the gateway of evening,
Raising the dust of their feet,
Come back to their own shed.
Each and every soul has thus become thirsty and fast,
Carrying the messenger boxes of the heart,
The morning-going buses come back to the former stop.
No, no... for whom my eyes wait,
Has not been caught yet,
Embracing the disgrace of life,
For whom I count the countless days,
Has not come back yet!
Note: Originally written by Sofiq-Uz-Zaman(Dulal). Rendered into English by Mottakeenur Rehman.