(tare kemone dhoribe sokhi jodi dhora dile)
Sokhi, how could you make him surrender
If surrendering yourself
How could you make him cry
If crying yourself
Eager for his mind keep your's to yourself
Who is going to bind him
if you get bound yourself
People coming don't stay long
If talking to them none talks
Anything granted they leave behind
Cry if asking turning smiling face
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