নিশার স্বপন ছুটল রে
Nishar shopon chhutlo re
The darkness is freed of delusion
it is free, it is free of its chains.
The heart is free of shade
here I come to meet the world
while a thousand petals bloom.
In the end it was you
who broke my locks.
There you stood
my eyes full of tears
and I knelt at your feet.
The light of dawn peered from the sky,
came out to me with outstretched arms.
Outside my shattered prison
I could hear the cries of victory.
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