Ami sukhere dharite dukhere dharechhi Asha haye gechhe dukh Hatasha bedane shata nipirane Bhenge gechhe mor buk Dubibar age dhariyachho hat Dubite daoni jale Tai dayamoy jiban amar Sampinu charan tale
I desired to grasp happiness. Alas, all I have grasped is a sky of sorrow. All my hopes have grown into fathomless pangs. My aspiration-heart is thrown into The jaws of destruction-night. Yet my perishing life stretches Its arms towards You For Your Protection-Feet.