(sheser ganer resh niye kane chole esechhi)
Taking last trace of the last-song into ear I came
Don’t know if anyone knows that
Singing to you amidst my songs
Similar to my looking your eyes—
Silently I told my hidden thoughts
Without anybody knowing that
Their dreaming did not end then
Their pots for colorful nectars didn’t fill up
Even then there were so much coming-going
New people’s new acquaintances
Joining band of returning recurring again
Don’t know if anyone knows that
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