winter night
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Eating pita on a winter night-
Anik Anjan Sumit was returning;
Sameer and Amit were singing together!
Someone called out in the bushes by the wayside,
In the darkness, the girl's color seemed black;
The build is brunette but her face is pretty good!
In the winter night the face looks grim-dirty,
Maximum effort to beautify the unsolicited;
What else can be seen - who has sexual desire!
Only the body of that girl,
A blanket never gets on him;
Walking does not get up to wear steps like shackles!
Behind the bushes on the road,
How many peeps he gives from the evening;
He has no qualms about dreams and hobbies!
In the winter night, eating pita and singing Geet Vandana-
Anjan Sujan Sumit is returning;
Sameer Anik Kabir Amit was singing then!
The girl on the street is just a body with a short skirt,
He never got a blanket;
His step does not go up while walking, wearing shackles on his feet!
I thought I might have seen it somewhere.
Some afternoon in the shade of acacia trees;
The sight of empty eyes seems to be calling in a strange magic!
At 300 feet on a winter night, eating pita-puli-
I was returning - Anik - Anjan - Sujan - Sumit;
Samir-Amit and Ranjit were singing together!
Somewhere in the road-behind the bushes-
The girl is just giving a peek;
He has no qualms about dreams and hobbies!
Only the body of that girl,
The blanket that never wears;
