SHUKLÁ ÁKÁSHE SUMANDA VÁTÁSE
HIYÁ BÁRE BÁRE TÁRE CÁY
SHUKLÁ ÁKÁSHE
UDDVEL MAN SHONE NÁ BÁRAŃA
TÁRI PÁNE SADÁ CHÚT́E JÁY
HIYÁ BÁRE BÁRE TÁRE CÁY
SHUKLÁ ÁKÁSHE
JATA TITHI CHILO EK HOYE GELO
TÁRI BHÁVANÁY JHAUNKRITA HOLO
SAB CÁOÁ PÁOÁ SAB DEOÁ NEOÁ
EKATÁNE TÁRI JAYA GÁYA
HIYÁ BÁRE BÁRE TÁRE CÁY
SHUKLÁ ÁKÁSHE
KE GO TUMI LIILÁR NIGAŔE
DÚRE THEKE BÁNDHO PRIITI PHÚLA D́ORE
BHÚLITE PÁRINÁ BHÁVER SÁDHANÁ
BHÁVA BHÁVÁTIITE JHALAKÁYA
HIYÁ BÁRE BÁRE TÁRE CÁY
SHUKLÁ ÁKÁSHE
SHUKLÁ ÁKÁSHE SUMANDA VÁTÁSE
HIYÁ BÁRE BÁRE TÁRE CÁY
SHUKLÁ ÁKÁSHE
In the bright sky,
and the gentle breeze,
my heart incessantly longs for Him.
My restless mind does not obey,
and constantly rushes unto Him.
All the dates have become one,
resonating with His ideation.
All desires and attainments,
all giving and taking,
sing His victory song in unison.
Who is that You who has tied the knot
with a floral thread, yet remaining far?
I cannot stop this ideative sadhana
of that entity which illuminates within and beyond thought.