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2025 (02/11/1984) K


ÁRATI KARITE KATA D́EKECHI TOMÁY
ÁSONI PRIYA KENO BOLO
KENO BOLO, KENO BOLO
ÁSONI PRIYA KENO BOLO

PRABHAT KUSUME GENTHE REKHECHI MÁLÁ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
PRABHAT KUSUME GENTHE REKHECHI MÁLÁ
SANDHYÁR RAKTA RÁGE MARMA D́HÁLÁ
KATA GÁN GEYE GECHI SHONÁTE TOMÁY
SHONÁR SAMAY NÁHI HOLO
ÁSONI PRIYA KENO BOLO

ÁRO KICHU KAHIBO NÁ SHONÁTE TOMÁY
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
ÁRO KICHU KAHIBO NÁ SHONÁTE TOMÁY
MOR PRIITI NITE TAVA MAN NÁHI CÁY
NIIRAVE MANER KOŃE ENKE JÁBO PRATI KŚAŃE
TAVA SMRITI ÁLO JHALAMALO
ÁSONI PRIYA KENO BOLO

ÁRATI KARITE KATA D́EKECHI TOMÁY
ÁSONI PRIYA KENO BOLO
KENO BOLO, KENO BOLO


O beloved,
waving my lamp to welcome You,
how much I have called,
yet You did not come.
Tell me why.

I prepared a garland from the fresh flowers of the morning,
and poured the evening's red colour of my heart into it.
Many songs did I sing for You,

but the occasion to sing them did not arise.
I have nothing more to say for You to listen to.

Perhaps You do not want to accept my love.
Yet, silently, in the recess of my mind,
I shall continue to draw each moment,
Your shining and effulgent memory.








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