Amar Shonaar Bangla

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Rabindranath Tagore
The National Anthem
               My Bengal of gold, I love you
                Forever your skies, your air
                    set my heart in tune
                   as if it were a flute,
                  In Spring, Oh mother mine,
                     the fragrance from
                 your mango-groves makes me
              wild with joy- Ah, what a thrill!
                 In Autumn, Oh mother mine,
             in the full-blossomed paddy fields,
         I have seen spread all over - sweet smiles!
                  Ah, what a beauty, what
                 shades, what an affection
                   and what a tenderness!
         What a quilt have you spread at the feet of
                  banyan trees and along the
                       banks of rivers!
                  Oh mother mine, words from
                      your lips are like
                      Nectar to my ears!

                      Ah, what a thrill!
                  If sadness, Oh mother mine,
                  casts a gloom on your face,
                 my eyes are filled with tears!
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