"Jodi thaakto amar sworgiyo jomkaalo galicha... tatey sonali aar rupali jhikimiki... abchhaya kaalo ba nilaabho... din raat ba shondhyer mayamakha... gaalicha khani petey ditaam tomaar paayer toley...
kintu hai... nehat ee fokeer aami... galicha to nei, e chokhey aachhey shudhu shwopno... tai bichhiye dilaam tomaar paayer nichey... saabdhaney pa felo... tumi amar swopno maariye cholo..."
Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.
-- William Butler Yeats
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