Jogyata Mor NaiJogyata mor nai
Adhik sneha taita pete chai
Gunir adar sabai kare
Jogir charan sabai dhare
Amar mato guna hiner lagi
Mayer ankhi sadai thake jagi
Ektu hasi bishesh sneha na pele jar noy
Tahar kachhe khunjle pabe amar parichoy
TranslationNo capacity have I, no merit have I.
Therefore I cry for more, for much
affection, much love from You.
Everyone appreciates and admires
the man of capacity.
Everyone touches the feet of a Yogi.
It is for a man like me who has no capacity
That the Eyes of the Mother are
All you will know about me; ask Her who I am.
Without Her Affection and Love,
I do not exist.