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.