(ami tomari songe bendhechhi amaro pran)
I have tied my soul with your tuning
You don’t know I got you in a mysterious drill
In that drill Bokul-fragrance blended
In that drill blended poet’s rhythm
You don’t know I covered your name
By some colorful casing
I erected your spectacular statue
Amid the Fagun-lighting
Tuning my flute in gentle Spring to far skyline
While blowing your cloth-cover in golden hue
Amidst the drunken musical tuning
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I have tied my soul with your tuning You don't know I got you in a mysterious drill. Sounds like mysterious rhythms being emitted from the soul, it's fragrance brightly colored and beautiful, emanating through poetry. Wonderful imagery and conceptual tempo adding to the beauty of your words. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
Yes, Roseann, Tagore wanted to send this message thru this song. Thank you Roseann. Tushar