Got The Blues: By Sunil Gangopadhyay

Got the blues
Got the blues
Got the blues
No one knows
It’s a secret
Not on my face
My eyes are open
Though they’re closed
No one’s noticed
Day after day
The days pass by
In hope, in hope
In hope in hope in hope in hope
And now my lips
Cannot taste
The tastes they love
Not even woman
Not even woman
Not even woman
Not even wine, not even words
Got the blues
Got the blues
Got the blues
At sundown
On my own
On the streets
On my own on the streets on the streets
Seeking nothing
Going nowhere
Wanting no one
Seeking nothing going nowhere
I’m a man too
All I have
Or all I had
All I have or all I had
In the flower
In the seed
In the worm
Like flames like flames like flames and flames
Got the blues
Got the blues
Got the blues
Still they pass
The days just pass
In hope in hope
In hope in hope in hope in hope

[Original poem: Mon Bhalo Nei]

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