aji dokhin duar khola - Welcoming Spring
- Pratik Ghosh
- Apr 24, 2016
- 1 min read
Updated: Oct 7, 2022
Today the southern door is thrown open
Come my spring, welcome
To sway my heart’s swing
Come my spring, welcome.
Riding the green chariot, on the bokul paved lane
Playing the hearty flute, dappled in piyal’s pollen grain
Come my spring, welcome.
Come to the lavish lushness, welcome
Come to the forest flower trail, welcome.
Smiling radiantly come to the land of crazy breeze
Unfurling your scarf of joy in the liliac skies
Come my spring, welcome
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