To a Pained One
“Kono ek Baethitake”

Now late at night you have a bed
A quiet and dark room
Placidity and silence
Think of nothing more
A quiet and dark room
Placidity and silence
Think of nothing more
Now late at night you have a bed
A quiet and dark room
Placidity and silence
Think of nothing more
Listen to no one speaking
Just wipe your bloodied heart clean
And tucked like the tuberose
Go to sleep.