From morning to till night,

হাল্কা চাল কদম ভারী তাতে ফুটিয়ে তুলেছে এক ভাবভাবে পরিষ্কার সে যে বুঝে বা বিশ্বাস করে সেটা মন্দ নয়বরং যুক্তির পরাকাষ্ঠায় অন্যের থেকে বহু উন্নত, সঠিকসঠিক বেঠিকের কোষ্ঠী পাথর সেটি তো বহুদূরনাগালের মধ্যেই তো আছে তার বিদ্যাবুদ্ধি একটু যাক ধরাকিন্তু ধরতে যাবো কি তার আগেই সে চড়ুই দেয় উড়ান ফুড়ুৎঘুলঘুলির পাখি ঘুলঘুলে যাবে পাগাল যাবে…

I am along with others on straight lineHeard the floating words of a priestNo matter how fortified is your houseIn which corner of the world you liveNo one can escape the grip of its shadeEveryone has to test the taste of deathToday we gave our presence at his funeralTo take from you all an unbroken…

But the entire meaning of being born surroundsto do good or to do badYou may be brave like a lion by denyingOr you may be a coward like a sheep by accepting itOnly two paths are leftOne is straight and the other is very crookedBut both ways lead youTo go either to Hell or to…

And me three thousandAnd half laterWe were on the same boatGrazing from meadows to meadowsGazing the beautyOf her rivers, hills and valleysUpon being tired as a travelerWe pretended to be a guestTill date you never returnTo the land you belongSo is the caseWith me and my clanBut where do you get the guts fromTo claim…

And a nail pressed at my bottomTo make sure I am sufficiently tightTo fight away dust and keep away dirtFrom the places people live inBut no respect or honor I am shownIn the best possible way when my job is doneI am put to stand in a corner of a roomOr on the floor left…

And the meaning of itDiminishesWhen you lead itWithout charactersAll joy of it is a piece of ashAnd it smells like bullshitIt belittles you, tooWhen you live onLies and schemesThe beauty of it is deadAnd you live with carcassesA man with handsfull of thingsbut they are all defeatsand you are a defeated soldierdefeated by none but…