Manke kona chot́a kájei nábte dobo ná
Ná ná ná nábte dobo ná
Dhyáner áloy basiye dobo
Karbo notun dhará racaná
Bhúlok dyulok ámári áshe
Ceye áche ruddha áveshe
Táder áshá púrńa kare
Bahábo práńer jharańá
Ashru muche ánábo hási
Kánná sare bájbe go báṋshii
Mát́ir pare ásbe sudin
Klesh játaná káro rave ná
I won't let mind sink to any deed that's mean;
No, no, no, I won't let it sink.
I will get it seated in the light of meditation;
A new world I will create.
Reliant on just me, the earth and heaven,
They are anxious, with passion suppressed.
Their hopes having fulfilled,
I will make life's fountain flow.
After wiping off the tears, I will draw a smile out;
When the crying is removed, oh the flute, it will resound.
Upon the earth good days will come;
Sorrow, torment, and also trouble won't remain.
