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Subho Bijoyaa


Alor shari, Baghbajari, Ma chollen ghore,
Kintu sohor dukkho glanir juddho ke ba lorey,
5 din e ki jay ta jeta, Ek bochorer klesh,
Ei bole oi sadist gulo thont fuliyeche besh...

Ma ki amar jemon temon,5 din e tei tai...
Anonder ek ogadh plabon,Dheuer sesh nai!
Phuckawala, kabuliwala, muchi theke roll
5 dine te Mahamaya Kataye shobar omongol!

Ebochor ta special bodhoy, sesh kichu jon pashe,
Next year e bidesh bibhui, shob uccho gyaaner aashe..
Tobuo jani pachta dine, mukhti kore boro...
Korte pare Dugga Thakur, Shob sundor joro!

Ebochor ta mati gelo, jor ta barabari,
Raag kore tai tomar saathe du din chilo aari,
Aj ke tobe bidaye belay porlo kotha mone,
Tai to ami chutte gelam, er por to phone e..

Steve jobs tao porlo kete, mon ta boro bhari,
Ma go tumi abaar esho, koddin ar pari?
Ekdalia, Kumortuli egulo to chuto ,
Tumi e reason, only reason, aar notun jama juto ...

22 e Srabon, bajir rabon, pujor shuru-sesh...
Aloker ei jhornadharar,kat te deri resh...
Phucka khaowa,ghum na paoa, aro koto kichu
Doshomir ei bidaay belay, sudhui firey dekha pichu!

Tata tobe, bhalo theko, bhalo rekho Ma go,
Ashe bochor abar hobe, Mahalaya e "Jago"..
Abaar hobe, pandal hopping,niyom bhanga praan...
Sushtho rekho,songe theko, TILL THEN, SOHOSRO PRONAAM...

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