If it's got to hurt so much

(2100)  Tomare dekhiyachi alo andhare

I am seeing You neath the light and neath the dark.
Sometimes You remain in light, other times in dark,
Ever outside and at core of heart.

Your cosmic game is hard to grasp;
What a synthesis of contrasts!
Admitting defeat, when one will surrender,
Then You always yield to him.

What a sport of opposing flavors, what a mockery of love;
Such a joke: tears in laughter, grief in an amorous gesture!
Not a thing will I speak... do whatever You please;
But please just show mercy to everybody.

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