Oak chests of tune, the melody, the fly comes Hornet, fins fold open affixed you have affixed they sang up many, many days, many emotions, the fig, hold the virtue of music, ‘my golden Bangla, I love you forever your skies, your air, our sincerely, Oman our sincerely plays the flute, Sonar Bangla, I love you-’
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