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Amar Shonar Bangla (
My Golden Bengal)
My Bengal of gold, I love you
Forever your skies, your air set my heart in tuneas if it were a flute,
In Spring, Oh mother mine, the fragrance fromyour mango-groves makes me wild with joy-
Ah, what a thrill!
In Autumn, Oh mother mine,in the full-blossomes paddy fields,I have seen spread all over - sweet smiles!
Ah, what a beauty, what shades, what an affectionand what a tenderness!
What a quilt have you spread at the feet ofbanyan trees and along the banks of rivers!
Oh mother mine, words from your lips are like
Nectar to my ears!
Ah, what a thrill!
If sadness, Oh mother mine, casts a gloom on your face,my eyes are filled with tears!
Sent by Carlos Andr
é Pereira da Silva Branco
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