egaro tarikh june mashe..
brishti ashe...
brishti ashe...
aaj rastay, elo melo hote hote
choshmay jol elo
kancher opare... aar epareo...
chite fota kada..
ektu gaan...
aar bhir lal bus'ta ke "kaatle" bole
bhije bhije hata..
aajke chowpatti'te keu nei..
boddo beshi dheu..aar haoya
bali ure choshmay, ..jhapsha..
ekta neel plastik, ekta mora aar koekta saucepan..
chup chap bhije jachhe.....plastic ta urche bhuture..
ekta cutting hole besh....dhut! chawala gulo'o paliyeche..
amar already teenbar haancha hoye geche.
banglay gal dilam ekta auto'ke...
tobe chetano kada'ta besh laglo...rang de...
office'e jete hobe...hanchi pachhe....na geleo hoy..
boddo lazy'mi te peyeche amay...
logic, economics emonki history class'tao aajke bunk.
faki dichhi aajke shobkichu..
ashole, onekdin por kanna pelo...

kono gohon raate
ekla boshe
bhebechi ghorchara hobo
palie jabo
gaan sonabo
duniyake
kono gohon raate

bijon belay
keu dekeche
barer taane
keu teneche
ami chokh buje kaan bujechi haay
sunini taar mohon bashi
amay bijon belay
keu dekeche
mohon bashi mohon bashi

ami ekla achi
tarar raate
amar gaan bandha gaan saadha phuroy
keu sone na
prohor kaate
bendhechi gaan jar surete
she palie geche surti nie
taar bashite taar bashite

ami ghor palabo
ekla hobo
tobe jodi dai she dhora
jaar pothete poth harabo
tar pother hodish srishti chara

ami chole jabo
sokol chere
tar piche piche
ekla pothe
she dakbe amay
abar kono
gohon raate
bijon belay

all the angst that can come out of a guitar.
where else can love be so bold than in a song.
rough old voice of trees in their broodings.
its just nowhere else but here that songs grow wild.
and musings of old drums and lullabies.
its a strong melody by the fire,
one made of love.
and where love so bold but in a wild old song.

Was it some time ago?or long?

under the same sky..

in that very field of autum straws and grass..

the nightbirds hunt..haunt..and linger

under the same sky..

and starlight

the galaxy revealed..

a " highway full of diamonds" Bob Dylan wrote

he didn't mean the galaxy's arm as seen from the earth..

but it looked like a highway full of diamonds to me...

that night,

or was it much further in the past?

i dont remember soaking starlight with you before...

not till today.

but under the same skynot long ago,

or a thousand years from now...

or,

some where in the fields of Sumer,

ive met you..

under the same sky..