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-:Nirmal music poetry-177:-
Goutam Parua "Nirmal". 🙏🙏🙏
At the end of the dark
The sun that smiles
Sadness is not eternal.
If the month of shraban
comes to the sky of heart
Know that
it is the rhythm of the world.
See and see in that distant sky
The rainbow has risen
The time of trouble has
come to an end
Play the flute of union
The time of trouble has
come to an end
Dakshin Sameeran Boy
If the month of shraban comes
to the sky of heart
Know that
it is the rhythm of the world.
Listen, listen, listen
He is calling you again and again.
Listen to that distant sky
His speech comes out
Dawn will come at the end of night
Says Nayan Hani,
Dawn will come at the end of night
All fear will be removed
If the month of shraban comes
to the sky of heart
Know that
it is the rhythm of the world.



Š Nirmal1981