(amar apon gan amar agochore amar mon horon kore)
My own song steals my mind absent-mindedly
Making him afloat crossing all limits
Those farthest out on the shores
The Falgun overwhelmed with flowers
The naughty wind coming from there
For running my sailboat
Where are you, my unknown companion?
Passing your lonely parting night
Come along come to get out from here- -
My boat is unsteady in this full tide
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