(apod amar jabe kete hridoy je-din porbe fete)
My danger will be gone that day
When my heart become dazed in joy
Then Thy fragrance and Thy nectar
Become automatically expressed
Who could ever keep that secret?
By claiming as their own belonging
Universe is eyeing me day and night
Don’t know the significance of that
They are aware that within my heart
I am carrying the vendor of nectar
If I die after illuminating my vendor
Only then my sorrow will be over
After my heart becomes dazed in joy
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