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.