The-e-e-re’s a girl on the roof of that house
And I am all by myself over here
On a deck-chair in my balcony
Never a glance for me, not even by mistake
But she looks away whenever my eyes turn to her
I wonder how she gets to know
translations of contemporary, modern and classic bengali fiction and poetry by arunava sinha [arunava@gmail.com]
The-e-e-re’s a girl on the roof of that house
And I am all by myself over here
On a deck-chair in my balcony
Never a glance for me, not even by mistake
But she looks away whenever my eyes turn to her
I wonder how she gets to know