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-:Nirmal music poetry-184:-
Goutam Parua "Nirmal". đđđ
Today, to the sky chase my melody
Searching for endless sounds
A fickle, a ruthless,
And a Split and Solitary.
Today I think in solitude
I think in my mind
My flute sounds loud
in your mind
the melody of my flute played in the feet
Your Charan-Nupur
One is fickle, one is unkind,
And a Split and Solitary.
I remember what it was
That day
But I met him on my way
It was a happy memory of that day
How sweet.
if you come today
Come to my house
The arrival tone will play
at the door of my house,
The arrival tone will play
Do not be far away
One is fickle, one is unkind,
And a Split and Solitary.
Š Nirmal1981
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-:Nirmal music poetry-184:-
Goutam Parua "Nirmal". đđđ
Today, to the sky chase my melody
Searching for endless sounds
A fickle, a ruthless,
And a Split and Solitary.
Today I think in solitude
I think in my mind
My flute sounds loud
in your mind
the melody of my flute played in the feet
Your Charan-Nupur
One is fickle, one is unkind,
And a Split and Solitary.
I remember what it was
That day
But I met him on my way
It was a happy memory of that day
How sweet.
if you come today
Come to my house
The arrival tone will play
at the door of my house,
The arrival tone will play
Do not be far away
One is fickle, one is unkind,
And a Split and Solitary.
Š Nirmal1981
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