Ghrina Jato Kari Amai Keuto Karena
Ghrina jato kari amai keuto karena
Bhalo jato basi amai keuto basena
Bhalobasa ghrina majhe jiban bina nitya baje
Alo andhar chaudike mor keuto chahena
Hiya pakhi sabare chai keuto asena
Translation
Nobody hates me the way I hate myself.
Nobody loves me the way I love myself.
Inside the heart of love and hatred,
the vina of my life plays.
Around me are light and darkness.
Nobody wants them.
The bird of my heart wants everyone,
but nobody comes, nobody responds.
Sri Chinmoy, Garden of love-light, part 3, Agni Press, 1975