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āϏā§āϰā§āϝ āĻāĻ ā§āĻā§ āϏāĻāĻžāϞā§sury utheche skale
āϏā§āϰā§āϝ āĻāĻ ā§āĻā§ āϏāĻāĻžāϞ⧠āϏāĻžāϰāĻžāϰāĻžāϤ āĻŦāĻŋāĻļā§āϰāĻžāĻŽā§āϰ āĻĒāϰ⧠, āĻĒāĻžāĻāĻŋāĻĻā§āϰ āĻā§āĻāĻžāĻā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻžāĻā§āϰ āĻĄāĻžāϞ⧠āĻĄāĻžāϞ⧠, āĻā§āϏāĻŦā§ āĻŽā§āϤā§āĻā§ āĻāϰāĻž āϝā§āύ āĻĻā§āϰā§āĻāĻž āĻĒā§āĻāĻž āϏāĻžāĻŽāύ⧠, āĻāĻĻāĻŋāĻā§ āĻāĻžāϏ āĻĢā§āϞā§āϰ āύāĻžāĻ āĻļāϰāϤā§āϰ āĻŦāĻžāϤāĻžāϏ⧠āϏāĻžāĻĻāĻž āĻāĻžāĻļāĻĢā§āϞ āĻŦāĻžāϤāĻžāϏ⧠āĻĻā§āϞ⧠āύāĻĻā§āϰ āϧāϰ⧠āĻāϰ āĻāĻāĻā§ āĻĻā§āϰ⧠āĻŽāĻžāĻ ā§ , āĻāĻŦāĻž , āĻļāĻŋāĻāϞāĻŋ āĻāϰ āĻŦāύāĻĢā§āϞ āύā§āϞ āĻāĻāĻžāĻļā§ āĻāĻžāϏ⧠āϏāĻžāĻĻāĻž āϤā§āϞ⧠āĻŽā§āĻ āĻšāϰā§āĻ āϰā§āĻĒ āĻāϰ āĻāύā§āϧ⧠āĻāϰāĻĒā§āϰ , āĻāĻŽāĻŋ āϤāĻāύ āĻŦāĻžāĻšāĻŋāϰā§āĻ āĻāĻŋāϞā§āĻŽ āĻĻā§āĻāĻŋ āϏāĻŦ āĻāĻŽāύ āϏāĻžāĻāĻŋā§āĻž āĻāĻā§ !
The sun has risen in the morning After a whole night's rest, The birds are fluttering On the branches of trees, They are celebrating As if Durga Puja is near, Here the grass flowers dance In the autumn breeze, the white kash flowers Sway in the wind by the river And a little further in the field, Hibiscus, shiuli, and wildflowers White cotton clouds float in the blue sky Full of various forms and scents, I was outside then I see everything is decorated like this!