Pratinibritta

Agnutpaat, ei bibeker majhe aaj ekadhik jiboner rupgolpo, tarie berieche amay manush er kolpo chinta dharay shorger lobh, ajana kumrarir lalosha bibeker bishorjon, manushotter atmahuti adhare nipito jogot Unmader ei dunia, amar paap er puron oi nishpaap er rokte shopner jogote r koto? rupkothar dohai r noi ei kalponik bondhur eeti kothay? angikaar amar shob bondhon chire felar Translated: Emission of fire from within this conscience The fairy tale of two lives have been chasing me Into the imagination of humankinds Greed for the heaven, lust for the severe virgins Sacrificing the discretion , self-immolation of humanness The world into the darkness This world by the lunatics Blood of the innocent’s may wash my sins away How long more to live in to this imaginary world? No more for the sake of their fairy tales Where is the end of this imaginary friendship? This promise of mine to tear all strings attached.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Silent screams echoed through the roof of my head broken dreams of a God faltered beyond Nikunje ami eka tomar ei daar e, shomoy er krantilogne. Nishthur ei duniar maya charte, tomar chorone mor tai Ashampto ei bondi khachar shamapto ta dekte cheye arji amar tomar kache, dhikkar ei dunia ke. dhikkar ei durbolotar dhikkar ei artonad er, adhikar mor chole jabar, tomar shei omriter rajje jekhane amie shob, chiro niddrar shamudre, tori bherabo na kono khone baibo na ar karo jonne, thambo na ar karo daake, ei shopno mor, bhangar dekhar. shurjer chaya te rattrir alo te amar shei jotsna snan aaj shei shob khoner shesh e, hasbo ami toder dekhe (Translated) Silent screams echoed through the roof of my head broken dreams of a God faltered beyond In this forgotten forest. I am lonely at your doorstep at the edge of my time. to leave these merciless world, on your feet is my home.. On this unending empty shell, trying to end , to see the end is my desire to you. hell with this world, hell with this weakness, hell with my inner scream. my rite to leave, to your sweet kingdom. where i am the only one. will sail in the sea of the forever sleep, will no drop my anchor for anyone. will no sail for anyone, will no stop for anyone. this is my dream, to dream, to falter. That moonlight shower beneath the shadow of the sun, in the light of the night At the end of all these times, I will laugh thy all.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

“Beneath this barren sun, I’m crawling alone for the glory, for my pride, for tomorrow Sacred their words were, nothing but all delusional. All for nothing, an eye for an eye” “Am I still dreaming?? Or have I been fooled?” “This flame does not burn anymore, those moths can't fly any long do you know what I have felt, when I touched those flames??” “Wake up, wake up, it’s time for you to leave. Stand up, stand up, abandon your dreams” “Never, I won’t give up until I know the truth I won’t leave my demise, I will not disappear.” “Beneath this barren sun, I’m crawling alone for the glory, for my pride, for tomorrow Sacred their words were, nothing but all delusional. All for nothing, an eye for an eye” “ oh my dear mother, why was I here? What was my purpose of living? Why did I chase a mirage? There never was any truth, there never was anything for me. There never was any kingdom, there never was the 7th sky, all I had are gone now, Everyone I loved are gone, are gone, for nothing.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

(The Lyrics was taken from several poems of Anjan Sen) Shei probohon chole Ekgala gangajal e jabakushum akash Nodee tumi kotha hoite ashitechho Pahare mahakaaler jota akashe agun, thanda hole jal maati shikto hobe, chock jurabe Brishtyr modhdhe diye pran cholche Barshan ke asha bhebe niye Loke gaan geye uthlo node ke ma er moto bhebe bole chollo statro Pratna adim jadu bishwashe Pahare hari om Ami uthchilam Pathorera magno shunchilo Gaichen borhe gulam hari om tatsat Gachera uthchilo Haoway paharhi shur ghurche Ghurte Ghurte Shanto sheet Kono droho jeno ar nei Chorano paharhguli ek hochche Bheshe Uthche shamasta kaal Shokol ebong shorbo Bheshe uthche adim astra jeebashbo aar pratna Akar nichche barna guli Shabdamalar paak Akar nichche aagnikana Ebong tahar jbala janma nichche rupgalpa Ekti shishu akar nichche Sashto kaal khola Mora gange mriter bhashan Kheena taaner bhasha Janma ebong mrittumala Ei sravan dolay akashe kanpon lage Jhore jal beekshabeshbo bheje Kee-e karuna hey bajra karuna, bhumr tiasha jurhao Shashshakhete jhulon chalche Shikore shaon jhula Jalbhar beye jatreera chole tader lokhkho shila Jal dhala ei sravan er snaan Ei shaon er shashsha chaoar gaan Anek sravan dhoa ei shila Jomat bandha shashsha Translated: (only one part of the poems are available) The sky shivers with the swing of rains the rain drip-dropdrenching the visionary world O grace, O thunderous grace, quench the cosmic thirst In the rice field, the festival song is on In the roots, the swing of the rains Towards their rock the pilgrims move their shoulders heavy with the sacrosanct water Pouring water- Sravan takes a shower Once again the song of desire for grain The rock has been washed by many monsoons.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025