Kolkata

janlar pashe boshe
ekta guitar haat e
halka kichu sur bheshe berae
brishti r chat alto
lagche amar gal e
chokher kon e jol cholkae
mone pore jae amar sei chottobelar katha
sukher sei dingulo
fele esechi amar sahar kolkatae
tram bus e bhora rasta
footpather hawker
miss kori ami aj bhison
victoria nandan
esplanade er sorgol
kothae harie aj gecho
rastar more masir dokane
ek cup cha sathe ekta flake
fele esechi amar sahar kolkatae
baisakher bikele kalbaisakhi
barshae kada bhora rasta
bhalobasi ami tomae amar sahar kolkata
durga pujor bhir
ba new year eve
seje otho tumi tilottama
fossils thek cactus
gariahater fuchka
mishti doi r rasogolla
salt lake city center ba dhakuria lake
coffehouse ta ajo kandae
fire jete chai ami tomar kache kolkata

thakbo apekhae

ajker ei ami achena
harie gechi kothae janina
jiboner ei pothe eka chole berai
poth chala kobe thambe janina
achena sahar achena samay
hochot kheye egie jete hoy
sudhu hat ta ke dhorar keu thakle pashe hai
jibonta koto sahaj mone hoy
na na na na
eto eka keno hai
na na na na
jiboner ei poth cholae
na na na na
tumi acho aj kothae
fire esho fire esho
tomake nie ami bachte chai
sada kalo ei jibone rong bhorte chai
sudhu ekbar haat barao ami achi apekhae
tomar bhalobasa pete chaisudhu tomar bhalobasa pete chai
ami ajo achi thakbo apekhae

paro ki bolte tumi

ochena sahar
ochena samay
harie jachi ami
janina kothae

jiboner ei
ajob khelae
aj nijk lage
baro asahae

paro ki bolte tumi
aj ami kno eka
paro ki bolte tumi
kno aj sab achena
paro ki bolte tumi
jiboner e ki khela
janena keu to janena

eka eka
aj hete berai
sathik poth
janina kothae

andhakarer hatchani
ek2 alor
disha kothae

paro ki bolte tumi
kothae pabo sei alo
paro ki bolte tumi
sabai chutche aj kno
paro ki bolte tumi
ki korle khuj pabo
ei jiboner sathik maneta

kalo meghe dheke geche
akash aj amar
rastae kothao nei ek2 alo

jibonjoware aj bheshe gechi ami
nijk kothae khuj pabo'

paro ki bolte tumi
kothae ache se jibon
paro ki bolte tumi
kothae ache anando
paro ki bolte tumi
aj kothae harie geche
jiboner sathik maneta

If You

I was walking along the road
Lonely,gloomily,just walking
No one was there to care for me
I was all alone

I didn't ask you to hold my hand
But you held it on your own
All I asked you is not to leave it
But you deserted me still

I have no complains against you
I have no grudge against you
I only have love for you
If you come back,I will give my love back to you...