(ei kothati mone rekho, tomader ei hasi khelaye)
Remember this chat amid
Your laughing game
The song I sang during the
Falling worn leaves
On dried grass in bare Forest
Purposely deserted-
The song I sang during the
Falling worn leaves
Remember Oh day-traveler
I was going at night
Carrying evening lamp in hand
Glided in worn boat
When called from other shore
The song I sang during this
Falling worn leaves
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