PS 4793
A'MA'R SONA'LII DINGULI KOTHA'Y
Renditions
Lyrics
Roman script
ÁMÁR, SONÁLI DINAGULI KOTHÁY ARUŃA ÁLOY TÁRÁ DHARÁY ESE CHILO MÁRTAND́A SARILO NÁ HÁY ÁMÁR, SONÁLI DINAGULI KOTHÁY
APARÁHNA JAKHAN ELO AVASÁDA CHEYE GELO SONÁR KHÁNCÁR MÁJHE JHIMIYE PAŔE GELO ÁSHÁ NIRÁSHÁ HOLO, CÁINCALYA SARE GELO KALPANÁ ÁKÁSHE MILÁY ÁMÁR, SONÁLI DINAGULI KOTHÁY
SANDHYÁ GHANIYE ELO RAUNGER ÁGUN NIVE GELO SANDHYÁ TÁRÁ SHUKA TÁRÁ D́EKE D́EKE KLÁNTA HOLO TÁKÁI EKHAN PÚRVÁKÁSHE YADI ÁJAO MANE BHÁSE SONÁLI DINA GULIR VÁRTÁY ÁMÁR, SONÁLI DINAGULI KOTHÁY
Translation
Where are my golden days? They came with the morning sun onto the earth, ala’s, the noon sun was unbearable. When the afternoon came, dullness spread, and within the golden cage inactivity came down. The hope turned into hopelessness, and quaver terminated. The imagination went soaring into the sky. The evening intensified, the colourful fire distinguished. The evening venus star exhausted by crying. Then I looked at the eastern sky, if it appears in the mind now, the events of those golden days.
Thoughts
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