(ei kothata dhore rakhis – mukti tore petei hobe)
Keep this in mind – freedom you must get
Must follow that path towards other side
Singing fearlessly loud you will go across
Happily riding the waves in stormy winds
If keep rolling you get the offering time
If thorns are on your way roll over them
Hug your-love not being afraid of death
To make life full you must be death-struck
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