87. Ami sukhere dharite dukhere dhariche

Ami sukhere dharite dukhere dhariche
Asha haye geche dukh
Hasha bedane shata nipiyane
Bhenge geche mor buk
Dubibar age dhariya chi hat
Dubite daoni jale
Tai dayamoi 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.