By Bishnu Prasad Rava
The temple of melody The silver fetters of which You’ve torn apart and opened The golden doors O’ Priest! O’ Priest!! You worshipper of beauty!!! The enduring Dulcet Borgeet Melodious Bongeet Sing, O’ the Assamese people Filling your heart and mind O’ Priest! O’ Priest!! You worshipper of beauty!!! In your touch The ecstasy of the heart Shakes off slumber Attains freedom Contours of ragas Move on wafting O’ Priest! O’ Priest!! You’ve set up the altar You’ve placed the idol Performed the worship too Shaping the idol of freedom O’ Priest! O’ Priest!! O’ Priest!!! Blow the conch Strike the cymbals Begin the rituals of prayer Light up the lamp Welcoming with elation O’ Priest! O’ Priest!! You worshipper of beauty.
[Translated by Uttam Duorah]
Click here to read original Assamese poem
Bishnu Prasad Rava (1909-1969) was a renowned artist, writer, actor, song writer and politician of Assam.
Uttam Duorah, the translator, retired as the HoD, English, Women’s College, Tinsukia and is based in Tinsukia, Assam.