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4219 (12/12/1987) ?


SEI JYOTSNÁ NISHIITHE CILO BALÁKÁR SAMÁHÁR,
TÁRÁ KOTHÁY BHESE CALECHILO,

CHILO TÁRÁ KOTHÁKÁR

SEI JYOTSNÁ NISHIITHE CILO BALÁKÁR SAMÁHÁR,
CHILO SÁDÁ BHELÁ SAMA MEGHERÁ ACENÁ ÁGANTUKA
CHILO CAKORER GHORÁ PHERÁ,

TÁRÁ CÁNDE PETE UNMUKHA
ÁMI SEI PARIVESHE BASIYÁ GENTHECHI JUTHIIR HÁR,

SEI JYOTSNÁ NISHIITHE CILO BALÁKÁR SAMÁHÁR,
SETHÁ BHESE ESECHILO DHVANI KÁR VEŃUKÁR SUDHÁ SVAR
MOR KEMPE CHILO SHIRA;

DHAMANII TÁR NIKKANE THAR THARA
ÁMI HÁRÁLÁM NABHO NIILE KHULIYÁ MANER DVÁR
SEI JYOTSNÁ NISHIITHE CILO BALÁKÁR SAMÁHÁR,




On that moonlit night, there was congregation of swans. Where they went gliding, what
happened to them? The white clouds like boats were there as unrecognized guest. There was
encircling round of cakor bird as they got the moon in front. Sitting under that
environment, I was threading garland of juhii flowers. Whose nectar like sound from the
flute they heard to come gliding? That ankle bell melody vibrated shivering my veins and
arteries. I was lost into the blue sky opening the doors of my mind.


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