I know, I know my friend
You don’t love me anymore.
Then why this show of love?
It only increases my pain
Painful indeed is the memory of the past
It only breaks my heart.
Who can read your smile, your words and acts
Better than me?
If you don’t love me please tell me so
Even for once I won’t rebuke you for that.
At the beginning I had told you
I am an insignificant girl
Your love is beyond my dream.
I won’t stop you
If you feel happy loving another girl
Please don’t remember our past
It causes only pain.
Transcreation of the love song – Bujhecchi, bujhecchi sakha, bhengecche pranoy – from the dance drama Swapnamoyee by Rabindranath Tagore. Composed in 1879 when the poet was only 17 years old.