Kross Bedanai Pran Jai

Kross bedanai pran jai
Tumi o ki pita tyajile amai
Dekha deha bhase rudhir dharai
Pran jai jai jal pipasai
Kantar mukut parinu mathai

Translation

Father, the excruciating pain from
The cross-torture
Is about to end my life at this moment.
How is it possible, Father,
That You, too, have renounced me?
Look, my forehead is swimming
In the stream of blood,
My heart is dying of immediate thirst
And the thorn-crown that I am wearing
Is far beyond my capacity to bear.