Phanki Diye Tomai Ami

Phanki diye tomai ami hate chahi baro
Tai bujhi ma kripa kare amai nahi dharo
Phanki deowa madhur nahe barai piradayi
Swarup bhule mitthya krore e pran shajyashayi


On the lap of falsehood, deceiving You,
I want to become great.
Is that the reason why, Mother,
You do not hold me with Your
boundless Compassion?
Deceiving is not a sweet thing; it is full of pain.
Forgetting my soul-reality, my heart
lies on the lap of falsehood.