(kon aloke praner prodeep jwaliye tumi dhoraya asho)
What kind of light of Thy life
Thou kindle for coming to earth
Oh Yogi, Oh Lover, Oh Insane, coming to earth
In endless sufferings of life
Pleasure and pain ring like Bina in Thy heart
Even amidst deep distress -
Which mother’s smile makes Thou Laugh?
Searching whom Thou
Traveling around by burning all pleasure in fire?
Who makes Thou Crying?
With such intensity whom Thou love so much?
Thou have no burden in life
Who is Thy companion I’m thinking in my mind?
Forgetting Thy demise
What endless ocean of life Thou float in bliss
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