ধূসর জীবনের গোধূলিতে ক্লান্ত আলোয় ম্লানস্মৃতি
dhushor jiboner godhulite klanto aloy
In the dusty dusk of my ashen life
A faded memory in the worn out light
The silhouette of that song is the friend I seek
The companion of my dreams
She enraptures me in the thick of woods alive with spring
I see her lovelorn form in the strains of Behag
In her downcast eyes filled with pathos
On a full moon night amidst the chirping of cuckoos
That melody mingles with the song of my flute
dhushor jiboner godhulite klanto aloy
In the dusty dusk of my ashen life
A faded memory in the worn out light
The silhouette of that song is the friend I seek
The companion of my dreams
She enraptures me in the thick of woods alive with spring
I see her lovelorn form in the strains of Behag
In her downcast eyes filled with pathos
On a full moon night amidst the chirping of cuckoos
That melody mingles with the song of my flute
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