At my doorstep a Doel cried in the morning
At its sweet melancholy note, my pain grew up.
Pain is eye-drops, pain is my necklace
Pain is not my pleasure, soundless roar.
Pain is named love pain is called river
Pain deepens when near, lest I loose you.
Shall you take Kodom, or Radhachura
Love between you and me is like dust everywhere
Doel! Oh, Doel don’t cry out here again
My pain underneath my chest stirs up.
Translated by Siddique Mahmudur Rahman