দুঃখ যে তোর নয় রে চিরন্তন
Your grief.. will not last..
A shore.. there is beyond the untold teardrops.. of this ocean..
All afflictions.. of this life.. will come to end.. here..
In the abode.. of eternal life.. there is.. everlasting solace..
Your death.. will not last.. forever..
You will go past.. it’s gates..
Your fetters.. will be freed..
If at this hour.. the flowers.. of your worship.. wilt in the storm,
Your salver.. will be filled with a garland.. when you leave..
Your grief.. will not last..
A shore.. there is beyond the untold teardrops.. of this ocean..
All afflictions.. of this life.. will come to end.. here..
In the abode.. of eternal life.. there is.. everlasting solace..
Your death.. will not last.. forever..
You will go past.. it’s gates..
Your fetters.. will be freed..
If at this hour.. the flowers.. of your worship.. wilt in the storm,
Your salver.. will be filled with a garland.. when you leave..
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