Phurabe amar hasi krandan Phurabena shudhu asha Bhange atobar gari tatobar Balite balir basa Kena eta shram britha e sadhana Kena britha bhalobasa Shudhu toma pane dhai jena mor Tiyasa sarbanasha
My life of smile And my life of cry Shall one day come to an end, But not my life of hope. My hope-life is a rope of sand. Alas, I know it, And yet I know it not. Why do I waver so much? Why do I see all around me Fruitless and false love? O Lord, only one desire I have: May my sweet, eternal thirst Find its proper place in You, for You.