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“In your gaze, a song did fly...how lyrics welled in the dark depths of your eyes, in your look, is the music of a bottomless sea....”

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“সময় বলেনি আমাকে কিছু আমিও ছেড়েছি তার হাত তবুও ভুলে যাওয়া সন্ধ্যায় স্মৃতির আচমকা উৎপাত সেই যে দিনগুলো, বন্ধু আমাদের পুরোনো ঘরবাড়ি পুরোনো পৃষ্ঠার দেওয়ালে ধূসর অক্ষরদের সারি আঙুলে লেগে আছে জল জলের ভিতরে শুধু দৃশ্য সেই যে দিনগুলো, বন্ধু হয়েছে আজ অস্পৃশ্য তবুও ছুঁয়ে ছুঁয়ে দেখছি আমার এই গিটারের ছন্দ কেউ তো জানলো না কিচ্ছু পুরোনো বৃষ্টির গন্ধ কুয়াশা কাটবে কিনা জানিনা আমি তো পাল্টে গেছি সেই কবে আমি তো ভুলে গেছি সবকিছু কী হবে মনে রেখে কী হবে? সময় বলেনি আজও আমাকে কীভাবে সন্ধ্যেগুলো রাত্রি হয় আজকে একলা আমি এই রাতে নিজেকে ধীরে ধীরে করছি ক্ষয় আমি তো পাল্টে গেছি সেই কবে তবুও ছুঁয়ে ছুঁয়ে দেখছিলাম আমি তো ভুলে গেছি সবকিছুই কী হবে মনে রেখে কী হবে? (গানের নাম - "ক্ষয়" কথা - অরূপরতন সুর - মুহম্মদ)”

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“In a dear little village Remote and obscure A beautiful maiden resided As to whether or not Her intentions were pure Opinions were sharply divided She loved to lie Out 'neath the darkening sky And allow the night breeze To entrance her She whispered her dreams To the birds flying by But seldom received any answer Over the field and along the lane Gentle Alice would love to stray When it came to the end of the day She would wander away Unheeding Dreaming her innocent dreams she strode Quite unaffected by heat or cold Frequently freckled or soaked with rain Alice was out in the lane Who she met there Every day Was a question Answered by none But she'd get there And she'd stay there 'Til whatever she did Was undoubtedly done You might also like Mad Dogs And Englishmen Noël Coward You’re Losing Me (From The Vault) Taylor Swift Cupid (Twin Version) FIFTY FIFTY (피프티피프티) Over the field and along the lane Both her parents would call in vain Sadly, sorrowfully, they'd complain 'Alice is at it again.' Although that dear little village Surrounded by trees Had neither a school, nor a college Gentle Alice acquired From the birds and the bees Some exceedingly practical knowledge The curious secrets that nature revealed She refused to allow to upset her But she thought When observing the beasts of the field That things might have been organised better Over the field and along the lane Gentle Alice would make up And take up Her stand The road was not exactly arterial But it led to a town nearby Where quite a lot of masculine material Caught her rolling eye She was ready to hitchhike Cadillac or motorbike She wasn't proud or choosy All she Was aiming to be Was a pinked-up Minked-up Fly-by-night floozy When old Rogers Gave her pearls as large as Nuts on a chestnut tree All she'd say was 'Fiddle-di-dee! The wages of sin will be the death of me!' Over the field and along the lane Gentle Alice's parents Would wait Hand in hand Her dear old white-headed mother Wistfully sipping champagne Said 'We've spoiled our child Spared the rod Open up the caviar and say "Thank God!" We've got no cause to complain! Alice is at it again!”

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