[depression_within]

Here I am, lost in the light of the moon that comes through my window
Bathed in blue, the walls of my memory divides the thorns from the roses
It's you and the roses...

...jai hok...amar ajkal eka eka kotha bola ektu baray disi...onekdin shatabdir shathe dekha hoina...ornir shathe o dekha hoi na...amar eibar xam gula ura dhura kharap hoitese...shalar konodin eto baje porikkha dei nai...ekta porikkha dei...shesh kore hall theke bair howar shomoy mukh pura pocha alur moton hoye thake...kichukkhon pore kono freind er shathe dekha hoi...dekhi or mukh o thik amar moton hoye ase...tokhon shuru hoi party...jai hok...amar porikkha jotodin shesh na hochhe totodin ami khaali porikkha porikkha porikkha porikkha e korbo...tai ekhon chup thakai amar kortobbo...chokket khabo