Open the south door of the mind
In the evening of Chaitra,
At Basantirang in the honeymoon of the honeymoon
Love comes to the mind of the poet.
Bakul stood alone on the floor
Red sari blown in the wind,
In the morning clouds the baina again
Girl, where is your house?
If you want to know the green forest
The poet's mind will say then
Love star star
Girl silk black hair,
Then the green forest will give an analogy
There is nothing wrong with love.
The form of Sohaga girl in gold
Kajal Baran Ankhi,
The value of the melody is haughty
You are my bird.
A thousand years of golden love
Glass bangles,
The boyfriend bought it
Lover Nito dances.
That's how I want my daughter's love to be
Embraced poet's lap,
Then the song that will bring joy to life
There is nothing wrong with love.
