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Manik Chakraborty |
Immersed in melancholy.
Manik Chakraborty.
Why is there no new flower smell in the flower forest today,
Why is there no captivating rhythm in the river today.
The trees have lost their beauty,
The songs of the birds have disappeared,
The smile on the face has disappeared,
The soul has dried up.
I can't find the green fields,
The baul song market is no longer held in the villages
I don't wake up from seeing the mountains anymore
The sky is a yellow dream,
I am in a dark room
Engrossed in sadness