(Amar rat pohalo)
My night.. ends here.. with the autumn day..
Flute of mine.. who.. shall be the one.. to have you..
You had so many songs.. to sing..
Goodbyes.. and welcoming melodies..
In the rains.. and in the spring night.. and day..
So many secrets.. from my heart..
You stole away from me with your songs.. from my heart..
Time.. to say goodbye.. is nearly here..
like a star.. that melts in the sky..
Say.. goodbye.. to all things dear..
as blossoms.. fade away..
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