Tonight, the Sound of Rain

Notes of B-Flat during the days of C sharp: Amma permitted me to listen and sing with a music teacher, the year was 1985-1986. In 1985 we used to live in Mymensingh. After moving to Dhaka, I could practice for a few months more, a harmonium and my musical notes in my own diary. The teacher I got first was a strange humble guy. Some of the Tagore songs were of a mature kind, but he simply did not mind. My brother could also one of that, “bara asha kore”, was another famous tagore song, like that. With whom you sang a song, with whom you played your harmonium. A list to be made. A Saturday tribute to this classic reserve of Bangladesh. Tonight, the sound of rain, drizzling mourn Remember your face, once. Two eyes, brimming with tears You, with eyelashes clouded in aches Hide your face , on another side. With heartache, witnessing duo in melancholy You, soar with your wings, high above, O holy! With heartache, witnessing duo in melancholy You, soar with your wings, high above, O holy! You are sitting there, alone You forgot the way back home. Two eyes, brimming with tears You, hide your face, on another side Tell me, how far will you go? Tell me, how far will you go? Your path will find me as a pleasant companion. Tonight, the sound of rain, drizzling mourn Remember your face, once. Two eyes, brimming with tears You, with eyelashes clouded in aches Hide your face , on another side. Based on a famous Bangla song of Niaz Mohammed Chowdhury