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Audio credit: Faisal bin Asik & Nasim Nayan cover by : provat music : anirudra r shubo video : voice meet .............................................................. its my orginal video. Bangla Lyric : Don't work on the soil, the soil will be. Shobar on the bed, the soil will be. That soil is calling me, the soil with which God made me. That God has called me, that God has made me from the earth. At the call of Allah, today the body of the earth will become earth. I was making bricks by burning that soil, I was making the foundation of the building with bricks, I was making the foundation of the house with bricks. Sin is between the walls. Ashraf has not made me capable of sinning. Break a clay doll and you will get clay. What does this body win again? Re Op, Tej, Marut, Byom, Khit will mix in the soil. What is the pride of people! If the mist falls on the ground, it will be heavy. Break an earthen jar and see that you will get earth. This soil accumulates and becomes hard rock. The stone decays and becomes soil. Faisal folds his hands and says, people made of clay are 'man of clay'. Break a mud wall and you will get mud. Don't work on the soil, be the soil. sleep on the bed The ground is empty. That soil is calling me, the soil with which God made me. That God has called me, that God has made me. May God forgive me. May God forgive me.