Alo lagi ratri jagi Shir tuliche sabuj lata Kaligulir akulata Jagalona prane amar Kono byakulata Ami shudhu ghumiye roy Niye badhirata
To see the light, A tiny blade of grass remains wide awake all night. To see the light, The buds offer their devoted eagerness. Alas, neither a blade of grass nor the buds Can awaken my aspiration-flame. I sleep and sleep, My ears tightly closed.