Janani tomar heribona ar
Labani makhan rup
Tripti na pele antara tale
Rahibo satata chup
Tomar amar byabadhan nabhe
Bishader banshi baje
Shashwata smriti bhule gechi hai
Tai bujhi mari laje
I do not want to see any more Your Lustre-Form.
I shall remain in my own heart’s silence.
You have not given me satisfaction.
First, I shall try to derive satisfaction in life
In my own way.
Between You and me there is a flute
Playing notes of tenebrous sadness.
I have forgotten my Eternity’s Self-form.
Perhaps for this I am sulking today
In utter shame.