আমি যাব না গো
Ami jabo na go omni chole
I will not depart just so,
Before I offer you this garland of my heart
In my moments of joy and sorrow
I have labored in mastering your message
Before I leave in Phalgoon,
My own missives I will have rendered
Tasks some, I completed,
Much I did not,
Wont you forgive me for that
The song arrived, but the tune is yet to come
I never got a chance to sing my lyric,
Its melody hidden by my tears
*Phalgoon, the first month of spring in Bengal
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