(Kazi Nazrul Islam The story of)
(Story)
Mother! Where do you ask me
I was I-
From what you do not know, your country is yours
I came in the lap?
When I did not come, Mother, do you see
Match
I understand that the moon- except for those houses, more
Boy
Shuktara boltis what, income ray dropped
Income-
Your form is more in the mother's lap
Gets the decoration.
Going to Kajla Dighi Night
In the face of the lotus
Look what my shadow, loud cry
Chest? When the grass is epty, the janta is not
Mother no one
I became what you came to chest
Affection wave?
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