I'm leaving

When there is no more mind to conquer,
Then what do I need to sit? I go
You drink in the solitude of Hwang Ho Restaurant
Sit under the soft light and listen to the soft song, I go.
Mahadev-Neela-Asim-Anjana-Kabir-Badrun I go,
John, I'm leaving. This is Nasreen, I come.

If ever this night is dawn, if ever again
The sun rises in beautiful Bengal, if we ever get back
My youth, if I can find women like eternal dreams, poets
If not here's a new product just for you!

I fell in love with a woman like an overwhelmed poet.
They were as beautiful as Suchitra Sen.
Their bodies had the beauty of heaven but their hearts were grass.
What a mystery they have about my love-
Someone has hung the mule on the tip of the nose thinking it is an ass;
Some people have spent the day showing off. Then
One day the snake skin threw me away
Away I am in a poor corner of the house, they are scattered all over the world.
But thinking about them, I cried in my sleep-wake.
Now I have no love in my heart, no love,
There is no agitation of desire, only grass in my heart today,
Only memory, only memory, only memory and sigh of memory.

When there is no more mind to conquer,
Then what do I need from sitting? I no more
How much love? Who else am I waiting for?
Isn't this more appropriate than that? I go too far.

If someday this night is dawn, if ever again
The sun rises in cruel Bengal, if we ever get back
My youth, if I get that woman of my dreams, poet
If not here's a new product just for you!

You drink in the solitude of Hwang Ho Restaurant
Sit under the soft light and listen to the soft song, I go.
Mahadev-Neela-Asim-Anjana-Kabir-Badrun, I go,
John, I'm leaving. This is Nasreen, I come.