If I Got An Eternal Life

If I got an eternal life - and then alone go on walking the paths of the world: I shall see green grasses spring up and yellow leaves dropp off - watch the sky clearing as it dawns - and at the dusk, a streak of blood from a slain Munia clinging to its bosom - and sessions with the stars, time and again that too. I shall see how an unknown woman makes her way her loose bun falling apart - ah, her face lacks twilight's comely touch. If I really got an endless life - and for eternity roamed about the world - past a lot of Trams, buses and dusts - bunch of slums and bazaars - across swampy lanes, pieces of broken chillum and urn - a fight here, a quarrel there, squint eyes, rotten shrimps - Caught sight of so many things all on the way Except a glimpse of you for once ever in this life. [Translated by Faizul Latif Chowdhury]