Phurabe amar hasi krandan
Phurabena shudhu ashaBhange shatobar gari tatobar
Balite balir basaKena eta shram britha e sadhana
Kena britha bhalobasaShudhu tomar pane dhai jena mor
Tiyasa sarbanasha```
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My life of smileAnd 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 meFruitless and false love?
O Lord, only one desire I have:May my sweet, eternal thirst
Find its proper place in You, for You. ```From:Sri Chinmoy,Illumination-Song and Liberation-Dance, part 2, Agni Press, New York, 1976
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