Hundred years after when you will be the only person
Will recite my poems with all the passion of your heart
You’ll see There’ll be no war, battle, selfishness,
And terrorism
No human shall cry by the train-line
You’ll see nonbody will destroy mosque
Or invade temples. You’ll be happy ever after.
There won’t be any politics of ill-doers
No one will try to paly with hungry people
If you remember me
You’ll feel in your heart
I am always with you
In the little abode of your heart
And will build a world of love.
Translated by Siddique Mahmudur Rahman