Tomake dekhe, sudhu mone pode jaye
Bahu diner kotha,
Tomake dekhe,
Sudhu tomake dekhe
Mone pode jai
Bahu aage diner kotha.
Chander alo te prashphutita
Rajanigandh,
Bhorer siuli
Chhodano raasta,
Kaaminir sugandha
Ek rimjhim baarishe.
On seeing you, get I remembered of
The things of the past,
On seeing you,
Only you,
Get I
The things of the past.
Into the moonshine hanging by
The flowery and clustered rajanigandha blooms,
The seulis of the morning
Spread along the paths,
The redolence of the kaamini blooms
in one drizzling night.
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