Shok Tap Jetha Nai

Shok tap jetha nai
Setha jete chai
Kusumita hridayer
Alomoy pakhi
Hesechhila e dharani
Mor bedanai
Pranasakha dao more
Prema sudha rakhi


My bird of light in the blossomed heart
Wants to go where there is no grief,
No bereavement.
The world once mocked
At my excruciating pangs.
O Beloved of my heart,
Grant me the cord of love-nectar.