There's a bird in my heart.
by Anwara Khatun
I don't know what she's singing?
But still my heart is ringing.
When the bird is very quiet,
I try to listen to what she's saying.
She doesn't understand that,
Her song makes me glowing.
She has no hunger,
She just wants to sing a little longer.
I don't know when she'll escape from my cage.
She doesn't know her very old age.
Oh! bird what beautiful voice!
I love how you make that noise!
But still I don't understand,
Why is my heart your land?