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2032 (03/11/1984) K


TUMI JAKHAN ELE
TUMI JAKHAN ELE
TUMI JAKHAN ELE
TUMI JAKHAN ELE
GHUM BHÁUNGENI
KENO CALE GELE
KENO CALE GELE

KII KATHÁ BOLE CHILE SHUNINI
JÁNI HESE CHILE
KENO CALE GELE

JE PATHE ESECHILE SE PATHE ÁJAO
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
JE PATHE ESECHILE SE PATHE ÁJAO
RAUNGIIN PHÚLE MUKULE TUMI RÁJO
VARŃA SHOBHÁY SURABHI MADIRÁY
PHELE REKHE DILE
KENO CALE GELE

JE PATHE CALE GECHO SE PATHE ÁJAO
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
JE PATHE CALE GECHO SE PATHE ÁJAO
NEI KONO PRÁŃIINATÁ MOHAK SÁJAO
MARMA VIIŃÁR TÁRE VYATHÁ HATA GÁNE SURE
DHUI ÁNKHIR JALE, KENO CALE GELE


When You came,
I did not wake up from my sleep.
And yet, You left. Why?

I did not hear what You had said.
I know only that You had smiled.

You exist even today within the buds of colourful flowers,
blossoming on the path through which You had come.

With the fragrance and beauty of colour
You spread Your intoxicating charm.

The path through which You had gone,
over that lies no liveliness or charming beauty.
With the pathetic song
played on the strings of the viina of my heart,
I wipe off the tears from my eyes.







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