জীবনের নানা রঙে কলম ডোবাই, হাতে হাত ধরে বাঁচি/ শুকনো পাতা যতই ঝরুক চলো নতুন হয়ে থাকি ৷
That snake may have lost its land. That snake may have lost its land.
The approaching night is leaning on The half lit lamp post The approaching night is leaning on The half lit lamp post
Life is full of words, Some are truthful... Life is full of words, Some are truthful...
In the midst of busy selfish sky... In the midst of busy selfish sky...