Adorn Her
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How can I adorn her,
With one basketful of flowers?
The sky is overcast
With her dishevelled
Cloudy hair,
Oh, how can I adorn her '?
Why have you, oh gardener,
Given me so few flowers,
That they should disappear
Before I could adorn her?
Ketaki the monsoon's bride
Putting the veil aside.
Behind thorny secret,
Woodland hides.
The unruly Kamini withers
Before I can touch her.
Drunk in her own fragrance
The tipsy chapa dances.
The shameless damsel Togor
Looks with her big eyes.
But before she could wither
The poor Bokul dies.
[Original in Bangla: Ek dali phule; Translation: Syed Mujibul Huq]
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