Muthi ta khulo na amar, haate shunno ta lekha ache.
Hridoyer kono prante jodi theke thake lal rokter ava,
tobe ta dhue jawa jeeboner sesh chhoa tuku, sindure megher rong.
Amar jhuli shunno, ak mutho gaan ta te nei j tomae daan debo.
Rikto ontoshhar shunno beche thaka tobu hoe othe orthomoy --
Tumi acho bole, tomra acho bole, sondhye nabar agey go-dhulir alo hoe.
Neel aguner dikey ami moher abesh nie takiye thaki, r bhabi
ki odbhut ei jeebon. Prochondo kanna peleo kichu mukh futey othe
Bhorer tarar moton r agley dhore kache, neerobe, r kokhon hashi hoe
Fute othe ak akash ador, ahlad. Ache ache -- aro kotha ache, aro sur ache.
Yeh to sirf trailer tha, kahani abhi baki hai mere dost ...
Asha, bhorosha, prem, neerobo ta makha kothar jowar r onek khani ador
kokhon aki-buki kete gache haater patae. Muthi ta khuli ebar.
Jhuli amar bhora daane, amar nijer dhon nai, tomar sathe bhaag kore nite pari
sonchito madhu-korir onno, bhaag ditey pari nijer shunno tar kebol. Tumi nebe ki?
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