আজিকে এই সকালবেলাতে
Ajike ei shokal belate
I wait this dawn
to find me a song
a tender song in the sky
and light and shade blow
in the air.
The sky makes its home in me
my desires knotted in yarns of gold.
From a distant world a dreamer floats
in the blowing wind
in the horizon on rafts of clouds.
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