দিনের পরে দিন-যে গেল আঁধার ঘরে
diner pore din je gelo
Day after day goes by in this darkened room
My heart is wistful, gazing at your seat
My dearest, the salver is filled with flowers
I will wreathe them with my woe to place at your feet
The stars stay awake counting your footsteps
The breeze from your raiment caresses the flowers
The melody that waits in hope of you
Cries out in the heart of springtime
Words of the heart find not a voice
They stream down in tears
diner pore din je gelo
Day after day goes by in this darkened room
My heart is wistful, gazing at your seat
My dearest, the salver is filled with flowers
I will wreathe them with my woe to place at your feet
The stars stay awake counting your footsteps
The breeze from your raiment caresses the flowers
The melody that waits in hope of you
Cries out in the heart of springtime
Words of the heart find not a voice
They stream down in tears
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