Pori dariye ache..
Karo ek joner sporsher ashay,
Opekhkha kore achhe..
Koto jug, koto din rat,
Kete geche..
Koto jhor, koto jol,
Koto megh, koto bristi.. boye gechhe..
Tobuo se ajo nischol dariye achhe..
Se ohollyar moto, shorbori r moto,
Muktir prohor gune cholechhe,
Tar dana jome gechhe..
Urte se vule gechhe..
Pa tar ochol.. hat tar mustiboddhho..
Se jane,
Ekdin tar mukti asbe..
Sesh hobe tar jug..
Sango hobe tar protikhkha..
Abar se ure jabe,
Neel akasher buk chire,
Chander deshe..

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