পাতার ভেলা ভাসাই নীরে
patar bhela bhashai neerey
A paper boat I float
To look back I care not
Let it be, heap of chores
To move on is my game
A place I have not laid
A home I have not made
On still banks of the flow
When fetters do find me
My destiny it smiles
Dust riffling winds beckon
Pulling me to the road
At every new turn on the way
I gift my songs to earth
patar bhela bhashai neerey
A paper boat I float
To look back I care not
Let it be, heap of chores
To move on is my game
A place I have not laid
A home I have not made
On still banks of the flow
When fetters do find me
My destiny it smiles
Dust riffling winds beckon
Pulling me to the road
At every new turn on the way
I gift my songs to earth
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