Global warming

(109)  Bandhu tomar gopan katha

Abiding Friend, Your secret—
Whisper it into my ears,
Into my ears.
Everyone's summertime anguish–
Please explain to me in song lyrics,
In song lyrics.

The flower that blossomed, it gets seared;
The flower never opened is dropping.
Halfway, the river's stream
Starts flying up in steam.
Surely my misery is just pain of the living...
Your affliction could not be everywhere!

Grass fidgety would rise from sleep;
It does not wake from fear of burning.
Icebergs, due to the heat,
Dissipate in tears.
Surely my misery is just pain of the living...
Your affliction could not be everywhere!

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