Kar parashe kumud hase Nayan khule kali Kahar shobha jhare pare Jyochna haye gali Ke se amar nayan mani Praner priyatama Swapne kena dekhina se Anan manorama
By whose touch the lily smiles And opens its beauty-bud? Whose beauty’s moonlightDo I see in the lily? Who is the Eye of my eye? Who is the Heart of my heart? Alas, why do I not see Him, His Face of transcendental Beauty, Even in my dreams?