Phurabe amar hasi krandan
    Phurabena shudhu asha
Bhange atobar gari tatobar
    Balite balir basa
Kena eta shram britha e sadhana
    Kena britha bhalobasa
Shudhu toma pane dhai jena mor
    Tiyasa sarbanasha

My life of smile
And my life of cry
Shall one day come to an end,
But not my life of hope.
My hope-life is a rope of sand.
Alas, I know it,
And yet I know it not.
Why do I waver so much?
Why do I see all around me
Fruitless and false love?
O Lord, only one desire I have:
May my sweet, eternal thirst
Find its proper place in You, for You.