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CoViD-19 කාලේදි,
එක්තරා රාත්‍රියක,
විටෙන් විටෙක ශබ්ද නඟන,
රතිඤ්ඤා හඩ එහෙන් මෙහෙන්,
ඇකි මැකියයි සාමය,
රජයන්නට දී...
රාත්‍රියේ නිසල බවින්,
අවට ගිලියන මොහතක,
අතීතයේ උණුහුම ගෙන,
ලක් දෙරණේ අහස යටට,
අවුරුදු ඇවිදින්...
ඔබ සැමට සුභ සිංහල හා හින්දු අළුත් අවුරුද්දක් වේවා!!!  
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Once upon a night,
In an era of a pandemic,
The firecrackers flied,
And banged here and there for a while,
Slowly fades away,
And peace prevails…
In a moment of serenity of night,
Carrying in her arms the warmth of our past,
Under the sky of Sri Lanka,
Rolls around the New Year...

 Happy Sinhala and Tamil New Year to everyone who made it to 2020!

HUGE RESPECT TO all health professionals, Police, Army and everyone else who are fighting against COVID-19 trying to save the mankind at the risk of their own lives. OUR SUPERHEROES.
May you and your families be blessed for your humanity in this New Year!
May this New Year bring joy, good health and luck for everyone on earth!

 

STAY SAFE. STAY HOME.


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