Shokatorey Oi Kandichhe Shokoley
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Can you hear that Father?
They are crying, distressed, weak.
Can you hear them?
Speak into their ears
Talk to their souls
Give them the Word of Prosperity.
Living with tiny expectations
Living with anxiety
Losing whatever they get
...Beyond all consolation
Happiness calls from various directions
Like a mirage on the desert plains
...The thirsty is left to wander piteously
The day ends.
The game ends.
The troubled soul then cries aloud
...Trembling with fear.
Oh Father of the world,
What does Destiny have in store?
Where does Peace reside?
Give yourself, Father,
They need you!
Fulfill their hopes,
Come close to them.
Oh listen to them, Father.
They are crying...sad... distressed...
Composed by Rabindranath Tagore when he was twenty-two years of age.