Santiago-er Pothe

Aj hotath,
Ki jani ki mone kore,
Hatthe laglam sei michile...
Michil ta jachhe,
Atalanta sohorer dike,
Rode veja se bikele...

Fire asche,
Atlantic-e vese,
obocheton Santiago ar tar vanga nao...
Sunte pachhi,
tar chitkar, hawai vese,
"Amar moto purnotar pothe,
tomrao nijeke bilie dao..."

Ei golapi akasher niche,
bonchonar prithibi theke,
porom ullase chute eseche sob...
Porom pitar dak vese asche,
tini bolchen, manush hare na, harte pare na,
ekjoge gaiche sokole sei stob..

Harte harteo na hara manusher dol,
eigie jachhe,
Atlanta othoba purnotar dike...
Osonkho Santiago er sathe,
amio egie cholechi,
jader bastob ta mithyar kache boddo fike..