Between us and a common loss
Is tree with potential red flowers.
Take care ,you perpetual woman.
You and I shall listen to this tree,
Its bark ravaged by time like face
Letting the big petal drops falling
As tears from leaves,drop by drop.
I pour its red flowers in your palm.
Take care , you perpetual woman
As you take care of boat in Ganga
And its gentle ripples on our shore.
(I watched this beautiful Bengali movie Bhalo Theko some time ago)