Megh jome aache mono kone, the clouds have settled in the distance of hearts thumi aelena bole yet when you did not arrive brishti o podeni bishado haashe anmone…the rains never came and with it the laughter of shadows. Ami boshe bhabi jonakir shaathe thara jole maaj raate I think along with the fireflies about the stars that light the night sky. Srithi gulo aashe shorother kashe elo melo nishashe tumi aelena bole brishti o podeni bishado haashe anmone. The confused memories come with the season of winter…thara jano aashe proti majrate ochena laage mukh guno Though the stars every single night appear unknown, the asleep awaken understanding death and the dangers of life. Ghum benghe uthe mrityo ke bhuje eyi jibon thomkano tumi aelena bole brishti o podeni bishado haashe anmone… tumi aelena bole brishti o podeni… , . , . we hear the laughter of shadows when without you the rains will never fall.