Our Golden Old Days - Original By Rabindranath Tagore Poem by Asif Andalib

How can we forget baby the golden old days
We felt love with our own heart whenever we met
We saw it with our own eyes how can we forget?

Come one more time baby come inside my heart
We shall talk about our pain and joy sweetheart
We shall talk to quench thirst of our souls sweetheart

We picked up flowers at dawn and we swing on cradle
We sang songs by playing flute our love was so telltale

Our fate separated us and I lost you somehow
Since we have met again baby come in my heart now