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Today, | Today, I{{#tag:ref|An equally valid translation presents itself by simply adjusting the perspective from individual to collective. Either perspective is consonant with the Bengali. This shift, requiring only a very modest change in a few words, produces a song with a very different tenor. Due to context (the immediately preceding and succeeding songs), translation from an individual perspective has been given here. Translation from a collective perspective could be as follows: | ||
:Today, | :Today, we could hold the sky | ||
:In | :In our eyes, oh, in our eyes. | ||
:You arrived today, yes, You arrived; | :You arrived today, yes, You arrived; | ||
:You came on feet both soft and light | :You came on feet both soft and light | ||
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:Buds appeared on withered branches; | :Buds appeared on withered branches; | ||
:On dried up streams, rapids descended. | :On dried up streams, rapids descended. | ||
: | :The desert became full of flowers, | ||
:For Your reception, yes, Your reception. | :For Your reception, yes, Your reception. | ||
:In the dark clouds color prevailed, | :In the dark clouds color prevailed, | ||
:And peacocks fanned their lovely tails. | :And peacocks fanned their lovely tails. | ||
: | :Barren minds, they got pregnant | ||
:With Your conception, yes, Your conception.|group="nb"}} could hold the sky | :With Your conception, yes, Your conception.|group="nb"}} could hold the sky | ||
In | In my eyes, oh, in my eyes. | ||
You arrived today, yes, You arrived; | You arrived today, yes, You arrived; | ||
You came on feet both soft and light | You came on feet both soft and light | ||
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Buds appeared on withered branches; | Buds appeared on withered branches; | ||
On dried up streams, rapids descended. | On dried up streams, rapids descended. | ||
A desert became full of flowers, | |||
For Your reception, yes, Your reception. | For Your reception, yes, Your reception. | ||
In the dark clouds color prevailed, | In the dark clouds color prevailed, | ||
And peacocks fanned their lovely tails. | And peacocks fanned their lovely tails. | ||
A barren mind, it got pregnant | |||
With Your conception, yes, Your conception. | With Your conception, yes, Your conception. | ||
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