(hayi otithi ekhoni ki holo jabar bela)
Alas, guest, is this your time for going back
See your all-night’s seat spread in my heart
Came hesitantly, possibly asking something
In evening light, you acted silent eye-whims
Not informing in song-word what desired
Bird sat at top of twig forgetting nest-building
You met not yet knowing
Had question not asking
Why neglected your own wishes by yourself
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