(Dedicated to my beloved son Emon & daughter-in-law Christine)
Beloved son, I come back to you again.
To the loving shadow of your love,
I come back to you again.
To the heaven of your love
I come back to you again.
Crossing million moments of silent pain of separation,
I come back to your home
I come back to you again.
Here I come back to you again,
With silent secret tears of joy, my son.
To that old pacific ocean
To that old Sydney Harbour
To that old Glebe
To that old Blackwattle Bay
To that old umbrella tree of your balcony
I come back to you again, my love.
Here's love on your wooden floor
Here's smell of love on your walls with paintings
Here's at every nook and corner of your rooms love speaks out so sweetly.
Today there's joy in our mind
Today there's peace in our heart
Today there's tranquility of heaven in our soul.
For you ocean of affection in our heart.
Today spring is on the Blackwattle Bay,
Today cuckoo of Sydney sings all day and night,
Today here's ever-spring.
Pray your life be full of
Love peace and joy.
Your home be full and happy
With advent of beloved new lives new souls.
Here I come back to your paradise of love again,
I come back to you again, beloved son.
- Borhan Uddin Ahmad
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