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.