Jogyata mor nai Adhik sneha taita pete chai Gunir adar sabai kare Jogir charan sabai dhare Amar mato guna hiner lagi Mayer ankhi sadai thake jagi Ektu hasi bishesh sneha na pele jar noy Tahar kachhe khunjle pabe amar parichoy
No capacity have I, no merit have I. Therefore I cry for more, for much affection, much love from You. Everyone appreciates and admires the man of capacity. Everyone touches the feet of a Yogi. It is for a man like me who has no capacity That the Eyes of the Mother are eternally awake. All you will know about me; ask Her who I am. Without Her Affection and Love, I do not exist.