আহা, আজি এ বসন্তে এত ফুল ফুটে
aha aaji e boshonte ato phool phute
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Ah! Today in spring many a flower blooms
Many a flute plays, many a bird sings
A tender flower, her heart
Withers away unattended
Why draw near? Smile for no reason?
The one who did come close
Wishes not to approach anymore
Joyful who are, in joy remain
Joyous spring, in joy may it end
A woebegone woman’s tears
May they not espy
In seeing, they see not
In knowing, they know not
They do not even look back
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