(jokhon vanglo milono-mela)
When union-gathering was over I thought
I will never forget shedding tears
Daily the garland flowers withered on dust
Not knowing when forgetting time arrived
Day by day my heart became tough
I thought I will no more be shedding tears
Suddenly coming face to face on my way
My crying could not be stopped
My tears stayed hidden within forgetting
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