Akasher Pare Akash Rayeche

Akasher pare akash rayeche
Batas bahena ar
Ami chaliyachi paraner tane
Anite kusum har
Tomar pujar thali
Ajo je rayeche khali
Kabitar hare purna karite tai
Jibaner jato hasi o ashru
Bhule jena ami jai

An endless series of skies
Where there is no air.
An inner urge compels me to bring down
A garland of poems
To worship You.
The shrine is now all empty.
I wish to fill it;
I wish to cover it with poems,
A garland of poems.
I know that it is only this way
That I can forget my life’s sufferings and joys
That have to be forgotten.