When you sing
Leaning her face against my breast
Overwhelmed she starts weeping
Her distressing sobs
My heart empty
I shut off my eyes,
Drizzling down the leaking roof
The rain to the earth descends
A droplet I touch with my lips:
Spring’s first shower!
Now on a rainy midnight
When you are singing a song again —
Quite passionately she now embraces me
And over our bodies
Rolls down the rain quietly
At this great glowing moonlit moment
Placing my lips upon hers
I dream of listening to another song!
Indian Literature | Translator Profile | Pallavi Das is presently working as a research scholar at Assam University, Silchar, Assam. She is closely associated with many Assamese writers through her works of translation of their works.
Indian Review | Author & Translator Profile | Dr. Pranjit Bora is presently working as an Assistant Professor in Assamese at Dibrugarh University, Dibrugarh. He has published five collections of poetry, three novels, and several books on literary criticism.