Faiz Ahmed Faiz on eve of Bangladesh Independence
(23 March 1971)
I couldn't describe the predicament
Nor could I console my heart
The same promise that remains unfulfilled
The same claims that are yet to be proven
The same moths that couldn't complete their sacrifice
The same candles that didn't meet the night
The same yearning for the taste of wine
The same gathering that didn't become a tavern
The same anxious eyes, waiting to see you
The same lonliness on a lovers night
The same ending to this divine chapter
The same incompleteness of our hyms
Faiz, every day has been like the end of the world
But the day of judgement has still not arrived
(23 March 1971)
I couldn't describe the predicament
Nor could I console my heart
The same promise that remains unfulfilled
The same claims that are yet to be proven
The same moths that couldn't complete their sacrifice
The same candles that didn't meet the night
The same yearning for the taste of wine
The same gathering that didn't become a tavern
The same anxious eyes, waiting to see you
The same lonliness on a lovers night
The same ending to this divine chapter
The same incompleteness of our hyms
Faiz, every day has been like the end of the world
But the day of judgement has still not arrived
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