Hriday Pakhi Na Jadi Gahe Gan

Translation

If my heart-bird does not sing,
How can my sulking nature come to an end?
I have been suffering for a long time
Because of my endless sulking.
Mother, where is Your Peace?
Where is Your Delight?
Are they in the farthest corner of the globe?
I need peace, I need nectar,
From You, from You.