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3199 (31/10/1985) D


JHAŔER RÁTE ÁNDHÁRETE,
KENDE CHILUM VAN? MÁJHE

KAITE KATHÁ BUJHATE VYATHÁ,
KEU CHILO NÁ MOR KÁCHE
KENDE CHILUM VAN MÁJHE

KATA SHÁKHÁ BHEUNGE PAŔECHE
ÁÁ
KATA SHÁKHÁ BHEUNGE PAŔECHE,
KACI KALI JHAŔE GECHE
KUSUM PHALERÁ KHASECHE,
ÁRTA NÁDE GÁCHE GÁCHE
KENDE CHILUM VAN MÁJHE

ÁMÁR MANER MADHUVANE,
ÁÁ
ÁMÁR MANER MADHUVANE,
JHAŔER SHEŚE LAGHU PAVANE
KÁL RÁTRIR AVASÁNE,
ÁSABE KI MOHAN SÁJE
KENDE CHILUM VAN MÁJHE

JHAŔER RÁTE ÁNDHÁRETE,
KENDE CHILUM VAN MÁJHE


On that stormy night in darkness, I was crying in the forest. Nobody was close there to
talk and understand my suffering. Many branches were broken and tender buds were laid
down. The flowers and fruits were detached from the trees crying with lamentation. In my
mental garden, at the end of frightful night after the storm, mild breeze blew. Would You
come with charming adornment?





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