A morsel of...
Monday, 4. February 2008, 22:06:56
And once again- apologies to my readers for not getting this!
I was checking my folders today and stumbled across this small piece that i translated into bengali, back when i was a kid.
I didnt quite start writing poems back then, hardly knew what poetry is, (doesnt necessarily mean i know any better now...) which, i suppose, is why i could dare translate Shelley!
But what the heck! I should save these small attempts. 
I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low
And the stars are shining bright:
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me—who knows how?
To thy chamber-window, sweet!
--Percy Bysshe Shelley
(from Lines to an Indian Air)
Jonmo amar tomar shoponopare.
Ratri jokhon dhoronire
Mogno kore ghumoghore—
Tara alingone akashtare.
Gunguniye hawa she hay
Ki jani ki shudhate chay,
Kon debota hat dhore amare—
Loye gelo tomar moner gohono bijono dare.
Jonmo amar holo tomar shopner adhare.
- Symphony
I was checking my folders today and stumbled across this small piece that i translated into bengali, back when i was a kid.
I didnt quite start writing poems back then, hardly knew what poetry is, (doesnt necessarily mean i know any better now...) which, i suppose, is why i could dare translate Shelley! But what the heck! I should save these small attempts. I arise from dreams of thee
In the first sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low
And the stars are shining bright:
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me—who knows how?
To thy chamber-window, sweet!
--Percy Bysshe Shelley
(from Lines to an Indian Air)
Jonmo amar tomar shoponopare.
Ratri jokhon dhoronire
Mogno kore ghumoghore—
Tara alingone akashtare.
Gunguniye hawa she hay
Ki jani ki shudhate chay,
Kon debota hat dhore amare—
Loye gelo tomar moner gohono bijono dare.
Jonmo amar holo tomar shopner adhare.
- Symphony
