ভুলে গেছি সব বীজমন্ত্র

Description

Begging from fireflies \r\nFor a night or two, the moon washes away the filth of the eyes. Starting from zero \r\nto the face of the face, he sits with his moon-burnt face, in the starry night, holding his shawl, timeless! The ghost wakes up next to this pile of death, \r\nlistening to the seed mantra!