Shunya hate shunya hiyai Purnatare dakbo Ei je amar pan Bedan rate maran buke Purnatare bandhbo Amar ashar dhan
With empty hands and with an empty heart I shall invoke the life of Infinity’s perfection. This is my soul-promise. In the night of suffering And in the heart of death I shall grasp the life of plenitude. Indeed, I treasure this hope-light.