PST 0651 - Jeo na tumi jeo na, mor aro katha ache
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PST 0651 - Jeo na tumi jeo na, mor aro katha ache
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Jeo ná tumi jeo ná
(Mor) Áro kathá áche
Áro gán áche
Bákii áche áro kata ná
(Hothá) Ákásher końe iisháne vijane
Bijali d́ákiche ámáre
Huṋkáre rata ashani niyata
Trasta karite je more
Tháko mor káche mor manamájhe
Eká more phele rekho ná
Háráye giyeche sab kichu mor
Áji e jhat́iká ráte
Vicalita hiyá ná páre bujhiyá
Kemane calibe pathe
Tháko mor mane bhare mor práńe
Mor phuladale dalo ná
Don't leave, please don't leave...
I've more words to speak,
More songs to sing,
And many other things still pending.
In yon corner of the northeast sky,
Lightning bolts are summoning me,
Often attended by thunderous war cry;
They strike me with fear.
Stay by my side and in my mind;
Please don't leave me lonely.
Everything of mine has disappeared;
Now on this stormy night,
My unnerved heart, it fails to grasp
How to proceed along the path.
Stay in my mind, filling my life;
Don't trample on my flower petals.