BHÚL KII KEVAL ÁMÁRI KARI
TUMI KI KARE THÁKO NÁ KONO
D́ÁKI TABÚ SÁŔÁ DÁO NÁ PRABHÚ
ÁMRÁ E KE BHÚL BOLI JENO
TUMI KI KARE THÁKO NÁ KONO
JE SHISHU JÁNE NÁ KE BÁ TÁR KE
SHUDHU SHUDHU KENO KÁNDÁO TÁKE
JE PHÚL REKHE CHILO MADHU BÚKE
TÁ KE SUKHÁNO KI BHÁLO MÁNO
TUMI KI KARE THÁKO NÁ KONO
HÁSI BHARÁ MUKH LÁGE BHÁLO
KENO KÁNDÁO KENO KARO KÁLO
ÁNDHÁR ÁNO KENO NEVÁO ÁLO
KÁTARATÁ KATHÁ NÁHI SHONO
TUMI KI KARE THÁKO NÁ KONO
BHÚL KII KEVAL ÁMÁRI KARI
TUMI KI KARE THÁKO NÁ KONO
Is it that only we make mistakes?
Is it not that You also do so?
Though I call You,
You do not respond, O Lord.
Keep in mind that we call it a mistake.
The ignorant infant
who does not know who is its own -
You make him/her cry and weep.
The flower which contains honey within itself,
do You enjoy drying it up?
A smiling face appears good.
Why do You make it cry and darken it?
Why do You extinguish light by darkness?
Why do not You listen to the agony of a desperate one?