Every word is white dew....

So when you leave all the waterways at the moment
Is closed
Rupali Hilsha of Padma lost its beauty,
Wreaths become deserted;
As long as you stay close to me
Saptamandal
On the head, the stars of night sky,
As long as you stay in my hands
See glamor
The furry deer dancing on the finger;
If you came very close to the Nilima
Every moment of your vicinity is music
Wonderful fancy
Someone's constant dark tears;
Each sentence with you is a poem
Every word is white dew.