Sukha dukher katoi katha Bahan kari buke Nitya chali nanan dike Apan mana sukhe Amar pane chahiya thake Raja bhikhari sab Buke amar lukiye thake Bibidha kalarab Keha kandichhe amai peye Keha hasichhe sukhe Keha amare chhuriya phele Keha rakichhe buke Mayer sneha bahan kari Sukher bani ani Nitya bahi sukha dukher Birat bojha khani Raj adesh bahan kari Boner priti makha Lipika ani bhayer kache Katoi anka banka Parite jadi naiba pare Jatna kare rakhe Ektu kichhu likhiye dei Dada pherat dake Baba pathan khokar kachhe Jatna kare dithi Khokan hase amar pare Rakhiye tar dithi Chotra bate amar nam Tomra balo kham Kintu jeno desh bideshe Ghuri abiram Uro jahaje chhariya ami Khabar jai niye Amar rin shodhbe balo Kato mulya diye
Every day I carry countless messages. Some are sad, sorrowful, unhappy; Some are happy. I fly in all directions And the beggar and the King alike look for me. Some cry the moment they get me, While others smile. Some throw me, cast me aside; Some place me inside the very depth of their heart. I bring to the child his mother's affection-letter. Again, I bring the message of the King. I bring letters of the sister's love and affection for the little brother. And although he does not know how to read, He casts his glance on the paper And his joy knows no bounds That he has received a letter. He places the concentrative power on it And offers her tears of gratitude. Finally he takes shelter in the elder brother's affection When his elder brother writes his sister on his behalf. Or the father sends an affectionate letter to the son And the son's joy knows no bounds. While observing me, You have made me into a small existence-reality. You call me only an envelope, but you should know That it is I who roam from one place to another, From one country to another. Always I have the capacity to fly in the plane. Darkness I see not, Fear I see not, Sorrow I do not have for my own existence. But I identify myself with all and sundry. In their happiness, in their joy I am one. How will it ever be possible for you To pay your debt to me, O foolish humanity?