Rituraj is a poem of spring
The scent of flowers in the green garden
Queen today is spring,
By touching the flower buds
The bees are tired too.
Wasp Ella in a retrieval
A group of butterflies came
Dale Dale in a sweet tone
Listen to the noise of birds.
Shimul has blossomed in the branches of the tree
The pinnacle is boiling
Kameni burst into love
Jaba pairs of pairs.
The cuckoo is calling Kuhu Kuhu
Night turns to day
Fagun came smiling green
Across Sonar Bangla.
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