Geye ja tui akaran ajiban Michhe kena bhabis man Kusum kali phute jabe Bhabe maki kal ki kabe Na hoi tader mato shukiye jabi Gandha kari bitaran
You go on singing all your life unconditionally. O mind, think not foolishly. When the little bud comes into existence, Does it ever think of its future? No, never. If necessary, let one life of yours wither away, Spreading its fragrance all around, Like the tiny fragrant buds.