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*Udashini beshe bideshini ke she (audio: Debabrata Biswas)
She seems distraught, an exotic sort,
Unknown she may be
Mirage of mine, I sketch her shrine,
With colors close to me.
Eastward drifts made her soar
Farther from my wasted shore
Lost beyond the distant blue
With assailing haste at sea.
I fondly gaze with lonesome laze
At the all-escaping surge,
The waves that leave, don't conceive,
A reappearing urge.
I know she stays beyond my might,
Yet I seek to rest my plight,
A niche to store my troubled score
Through the music of my plea.
* an attempt has been made to restore the original rhythm