Adieu!
A Anjandev Roy
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Away, away, dear nightingale,
Never come back in this filthy garden,
The insensitive men here will not listen to your melodious song,
The fierce hunter is threatening to pierce your sweetest throat.
Dear nightingale, hurry up and fly to the heaven
For that is your worthy habitat in every respect,
The nasty garden of the earth is replete with cruel ruffians,
They will never understand your celestial voice and grace,
Adieu! adieu! dear friend,
Never come back in this hell.
Bu şiiri puanla
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