Ámáy chot́t́a ekt́i man diyechoAnek áshá rekhe(Tabu) D́ákcho ámáy táráy táráyMegher pháṋke pháṋkeMát́ir gandhe gácher pátáyNadiir srote dúr niilimáyBáṋdhá ámi paŕe gechiShatek badhár pákeJáni bandhu káchei thákoDúrer theke kena d́ákoPári ki tákáte ámiBalo tomár dikeYou've given me a mind that's small,Storing so much hope in it.And yet You call me from the starsAmid the clouds, rift after rift.With scent of earth and leaves on trees,With yon blue sky and river-streams,Entangled have I fallenInto countless binding rings.I know, my Friend, quite near You stay;So why call me from far away?Is there a way for me to gazeAt Thee, my Lord, please say.

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