MANER DUÁRE ARGAL DIYE
GHUMIYE CHILUM TAKHANO
MANER DUÁRE
VÁTÁYANA PATHE UNKI DITE
CHILO ARUŃ ÁLOK YADIO
GHUMIYE CHILUM TAKHANO
MANER DUÁRE
DESHA KÁLA BHEDE MAN CHILO BHARÁ
PÁTRIK BODHE VIŚAMATÁ GHERÁ
SABÁR UPARE MÁNUŚA SATYA
E KATHÁ BHÁVI NI KAKHANAO
GHUMIYE CHILUM TAKHANO
MANER DUÁRE
BHÁVÁLUTÁ VASHE VICÁR BHÚLECHI
BHÁVA JAD́ATÁY MATTA HOYECHI
SVACCHA JINÁNER PRASHÁNTI BHÚLE
ASHÁNTA CHILO MANANAO
GHUMIYE CHILUM TAKHANO
MANER DUÁRE
I bolted the doors of my mind
and slept until late,
even though the morning sun
was peeping through my window.
My mind was cluttered
with the relativities of place and time.
My awareness of people
was limited to the distinctions between them.
Never did I think of true human existence.
Due to self-centred sentiments
I had lost proper discrimination
and was intoxicated by dogma.
Forgetting the tranquility of pure thought,
concentration of mind eluded me.