Текст и перевод песни Nachiketa Chakraborty - Beporowa Kono Hawa

Beporowa Kono Hawa

Beporowa Kono Hawa
Hoye taar asha jawa
Amar haate shudhu pencil
Aar thake poth chawa

Taar nei kono vabna
Se melei ache pakhna
Aami vebe kuul pai na
Mon bole aar chai na
E to jeno dine-raate
Ena mele otha daate
Thanda gorom kichu khawa
Beporoa Kono Hawa
Hoye taar asha jawa
Amar haate sudhu pencil
Aar thake poth chawa

Neel neel akashe taar baash
Thik jeno pakhi
Ami tar sathe orar bhoy
Mon lukiye rakhi

Taar nei kono bhabna
Se melei ache pakhna
Aami bhebe kul pai na
Mon bole aar chai na
Haal amar bheba-cheka
Bhirte na hoye eka
Bangal band-e gaan gawa
Beporowa Kono Hawa
Hoye taar asha jawa
Amar haate shudhu pencil
Aar thake poth chaoa

Din din proti-din kaate
Tar bhabonay
Amar bebak e haal dekhe
Surjo oshtey jaay

Taar nei kono bhabna
Se melei ache pakhna
Ami bhebe kul pai na
Mon bole aar chai na
Haal amar geche ghete
Jeno rode rode hete
Lotari-te koti taka pawa
Beporowa Kono Hawa
Hoye taar asha jawa
Aamar haate shudhu pencil
Aar thake poth chawa

Beporowa Kono Hawa

My love, this carefree wind
Fills me with hope and longing
In my hands, I hold only a pencil
And a tattered notebook

She has no thoughts
She has wings that lift her high
I am never content
My heart tells me I need nothing more
It's like day and night
She takes me up and casts me down
I crave the taste of hot and cold
My love, this carefree wind
Fills me with hope and longing
In my hands, I hold only a pencil
And a tattered notebook

In the deep blue sky, she dwells
Like a bird in flight
I fly with her in my dreams
Hiding my heart's longing

She has no thoughts
She has wings that lift her high
My mind races, never content
My heart tells me I need nothing more
My state is one of constant uncertainty
I cannot escape this turmoil
I sing the songs of Bengal's heart
My love, this carefree wind
Fills me with hope and longing
In my hands, I hold only a pencil
And a tattered notebook

Each day, I lose myself
In her thoughts
She watches my foolishness
As the sun sets

She has no thoughts
She has wings that lift her high
My mind races, never content
My heart tells me I need nothing more
My condition worsens
Like a ship lost at sea
May I win a lottery of a hundred million
My love, this carefree wind
Fills me with hope and longing
In my hands, I hold only a pencil
And a tattered notebook