বুদ্ধদেব বসুর “ছায়াচ্ছন্ন হে আফ্রিকা” কবিতার ইংরেজি অনুবাদ O Shadowy Africa

O Shadowy Africa

O Shadowy Africa!

     The sun of whited civilization

            Has now blotted thy last spectre thin.

     O cheer the victory O!

                        The thick and dense darkness is shattered

                        The cloud-grey coast ravished

                                    There the loving merchant-hero has appeared

     Promptly to drench your bare virginity

                                    With the sperm of civility

     Upon the blood-dowry of your afflicted heart.

                                    Be pregnant, O Africa.

     Bring forth the bastard of business

            Hurriedly to your lap.

            Let the lifespan be rounded.

            The plump tongue-lolling greed

            Blood-swollen seed of trade

                                    Let it sprout out full.

                                                            Cheer O,

     The deformed, palsied begotten of impotence—

                                    Cheer his victory O!

     The frenzied lust-crested coward, sustenance is his suicide.

O Africa!

                                    Upon the dormant death of the trader’s trade

                                                                                    Swiftly as lightning

     Time’s deceitful move will impregnate the skeleton

     O Africa! O bawdy continent!

                                    The multitudes of millennial darkness

                                    Of your cleft equator will someday

                                    Be enkindled with severe labour-pain.

                                                            Cheer O,

     The new birth that trembles out churning death,

                                                Cheer the victory O!

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বুদ্ধদেব বসুর কবিতা "একখানি হাত" কবিতার তরজমা ~ A Lonesome Hand

Clouds cluster above; a peaceful road lies beneath;

It’s all silence; night cruises midway.

Darkness prevails in the roadside houses;

The sleeping city dreams away.

Fatigue consumes the body, sleep besmears the eyes,

Walking back home all alone.

A rain is looming, therefore,

Hastily I move on.

At the window in a lower-story room

Of a roadside house I by a chance saw

The dim blue light

Of fluorescent glow.

Only this window lets some light out

Rest of the city rests in silent darkness.

I went nearer and raised my eyes to look through

Then and there closed the window panes.

I stole a look of a lonesome white hand

And leaving no chance another

The two panes of the window closed in

And kissed their parts together.

A lonesome white hand, few fingers

A diamond-cut lustre of the ring,

A thin bangle around the wrist, blue light waning,

Eyes’ twinkling.

Drowsy sleep glides in both eyes yet again

Darkness has the whole world consumed:

I’ll be in the clasp of death ere I know

Whosoever’s was that hand.

I return to my private place, and the rain too;

The howl of the wind catches ear;

Tomorrow if I meet the face of whose hand it was

I won’t recognize her.

I sprawl in the bed and sleep has failed me

Don’t know how far the night has advanced;

If ever I touch that hand, never will I know

It was that very hand.

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