(godhuli gogone meghe dhekechhilo tara)
At sundown stars been covered
Whatever I had to say ended
Possibly you did not hear those
So bode farewell effortlessly
Sky talkative then, solid rains
When I raised eyes you didn’t
Darkness covering silent-pain
Would this kind evening
Ever coming again,
Alas, lost to life forever
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