Akash amai dake nirabadhi Batas dakichhe oi Bhalobese toma harai tader Priyatama tumi koi Tumi jare chao se tomare kabhu Chahibena jeno priya Jiban ante shesh nati mor Kripa kare tumi niyo
The sky calls me all the time. The wind calls me all the time. I love You; therefore, I neglect them. Because of my neglect, I have lost them. O Beloved Supreme, where are You? I tell You, he whom You consider Your best instrument Is not Your best instrument. I am Your best instrument. May Your Compassion-Flood Fulfil my promise.