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Bhalobese hasi mukhe
Baki ami jare
Se je nahi kabhu ase
Mor hiya dare
Bhalobese puta prane
Jare ami chai
Chhute chale jai dure
Tare nahi pai

To whomever I call with a smile, “Come to me,”
I always get a strong refusal.
My heart’s door remains sad and lonely.
Whenever I write welcome with a pure heart;
I meet with a strong refusal.
He runs away.