*Cloth* ( *white cloth in morgue)*
*Cloth* ( *white cloth in morgue)*
*************
A body is frozen/
like a hard rock
There is blood in the morgue.
Where is it from, loom or churihatta/
Falling into the trap of irregularities, making fun of corpses/
Big ten, or a few thousand rupees/
Bakul Bibi lost everything, left Dhaka/
The path is the wealth, the path will turn the wheel of life.
A body is frozen/
like a hard rock
The whole body is covered/
A white cloth...
