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3621 (19/07/1986) K


CÁNDERI DESHE ELO BHESE,
KE EK AJÁNÁ APSARÁ ÁJI

MANERI KOŃE PRATI KŚAŃE,
SE ÁGAMANE DUNDUBHI UT́HE BÁJI,
KE EK AJÁNÁ APSARÁ ÁJI

GHUMONO KISHALAY JEGE UT́HECHE,
ÁÁ
GHUMONO KISHALAY JEGE UT́HECHE
JHIMONO PATRA PRÁŃA PHIRE PEYECHE
MUKULE SAORABHE KUHU KEKÁ RAVE
VIJAN VANA BHUMI UT́HECHE NÁCI,
KE EK AJÁNÁ APSARÁ ÁJI

SABÁR TANDRÁ JAŔIMÁ GECHE T́UT́I,
ÁÁ
SABÁR TANDRÁ JAŔIMÁ GECHE T́UT́I,
PHÁGUNER PHÁGE ÁNKHI UT́HECHE PHÚT́I
PATRA SHOBHÁ ÁR PUŚPA MANOLOBHÁ
SE RÚPADAKŚE NEVE ÁSITE KARECHE RÁJI
KE EK AJÁNÁ APSARÁ ÁJI

CÁNDERI DESHE ELO BHESE,
KE EK AJÁNÁ APSARÁ ÁJI


Today, one unknown nymph came gliding from the arena of moon. By that arrival, each moment
in the recess of mind, trumpet started sounding. The sleeping tender leaves awakened. The
slackened leaves got again vitality. By the fragrance of buds, and the sound of cooing and
noise of peacock, the silent garden started dancing. The inertial drowsiness of all broke
off. The colour of spring eyes opened up. Through the beauty of the leaves and charm of
the flowers, that skilled in beauty came down making all acceptable.


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