726 (04/08/1983) K


TOMÁR KÁCHE ÁMÁR PRASHNA
SHONO OGO BEDARDII
PRÁŃII KENO KENDE ÁSE
HESE BÁNCALO NÁ YADI
TOMÁR KÁCHE ÁMÁR PRASHNA
SHONO OGO BEDARDII

PUŚPA KENO KIIT́E KÁT́EMADHU
KHÁY KÁLO BHRAMAR
HÁSI KENO NÁ BIKÁY HÁT́E
SHISHU KÁNDE AŚT́A PRAHAR
KÁRO MOT́E KŚUDA NÁ JOT́E
KEU PHELE KHÁY KHIIR DADHI
TOMÁR KÁCHE ÁMÁR PRASHNA
SHONO OGO BEDARDII

SANDHYÁ RÁGE HÁTA CHÁNI DEY
KENO NISHÁY ANDHÁR GHANÁY
MAN KENO VIPATHETE JÁY
TUMI JAKHAN ÁCHO NIRAVADHI
TOMÁR KÁCHE ÁMÁR PRASHNA
SHONO OGO BEDARDII







Hear my question!
O heartless one, listen!

Why do living beings come (to this world) crying,
if they cannot survive smilingly?

Why do insects destroy flowers
and honey is eaten up by black bees?

Why is laughter not sold in the marketplace
and why does the infant cry round the clock?

Why are some people unable to satisfy their hunger,
while others eat by wasting even rich food?

Why does the beauty of evenings call me by hand signals,
whereas nights are deeply dark?


Why does the mind move towards an undesirable path
when You are ever present?