Good morning

There has been a lot of friendship with the night,

Now I want the light of day,

Not a night traveler like Jibanand,

Not a love poet like Rabindranath,

I don't even have Nazrul's rebellious mind,

So hope for a beautiful morning

I want to touch the morning dew

I was a lost poet at night ারে in the dark,

A disinterested, disoriented poet,

I cried many nights in the midst of my lover,

Now I want to forget in the morning light,

7 acting as much as crying at night

I wanted to see the light of day,

I forgot the sorrow in the night meditation,

I have mourned in this sleeping city,

I want this morning,

A new morning

The light of a new day

Where all darkness will be lost