KABHU SHUYE BASE KAKHANO DÁNŔIYE
UPAL KUŔIYE BHARIYECHI GHAR
JIIVAN NADIIR KABHU DHARE TIIR
KHUINJITE PÁINI KOTHÁY SÁGAR
UPAL KUŔIYE BHARIYECHI GHAR
SARITÁR SROTE UJÁNE CALECHE
JOÁR ESECHE MAN JÁNIYECHE
SÁGAR DÚRE KII KÁCHE RAYECHE
JÁNIVÁR PÁINIKO AVASAR
UPAL KUŔIYE BHARIYECHI GHAR
BHÁNT́AR T́ÁNETE JAL SARE GECHE
SÁGARER KATHÁ MANETE PAŔECHE
MILIVÁR TARE EŚAŃÁ JEGECHE
ÁKARŚAŃE BHÚLE ÁPAN PAR
UPAL KUŔIYE BHARIYECHI GHAR
KABHU SHUYE BASE KAKHANO DÁNŔIYE
UPAL KUŔIYE BHARIYECHI GHAR
At times sleeping,
at times standing,
collecting pebbles,
I have filled my home.
Remaining on the shore of the river of life,
I am not in search of the ocean.
The stream of the river flows upward.
My mind knows that the tide comes.
Yet I cannot know
whether the ocean is close or far away.
With the receding tide, the water moves away.
And the thought of the ocean comes to mind.
A deep desire awakens in me to merge with it,
and this attraction makes me oblivious of myself and others.