Ranga Jaba Enechhi Ma

Ranga jaba enechhi ma enechhi bel phul
E path haye jabar katha karish na ma bhul
Tor kole ma mukti rekhe chupti kare thaki
Parashe tor rishi habo phutbe debo ankhi

Translation

Mother, I have brought Your favourite
Red flowers and leaves to please You.
Forget not to see me
When You go by this way.
Placing my head on Your Lap,
Silence-life I enjoy.
At Your sweet Touch,
I shall become a divine seer
And I become the eye of the cosmic gods.