Alo lagi ratri jagi
Shir tuliche sabuj lata
Kaligulir akulata
Jagalona prane amar
Kono byakulata
Ami shudhu ghumiye roy
Niye badhirata

To see the light,
A tiny blade of grass remains wide awake all night.
To see the light,
The buds offer their devoted eagerness.
Alas, neither a blade of grass nor the buds
Can awaken my aspiration-flame.
I sleep and sleep,
My ears tightly closed.