সে কোন্ বনের হরিণ
Shey kon boner horin chhilo
She frolicked about in my heart
A doe she was from woods unknown
Who is it that enchained her so
For no rhyme or reason
Song she was for the fleet of foot
The very soul of light and shade
She stunned the skies with her capers
Eagerly tapped her nimble feet
To yearnful throbs of cloudy days
In shades of Tomal trees
Beneath the Piyal trees in spring
Who knows where she fled darting so
With restless southern breeze
Shey kon boner horin chhilo
She frolicked about in my heart
A doe she was from woods unknown
Who is it that enchained her so
For no rhyme or reason
Song she was for the fleet of foot
The very soul of light and shade
She stunned the skies with her capers
Eagerly tapped her nimble feet
To yearnful throbs of cloudy days
In shades of Tomal trees
Beneath the Piyal trees in spring
Who knows where she fled darting so
With restless southern breeze
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