That will be your altar of worship
On your throne.
Keep it in constant worship
At the height of your heart.
There will be no discrimination
Look for her.
There will be no doubt about it
Can't be crematorium.
The violence of Baishakhi is touching
The plane of love will not fly.
It will never be yours
Abandonment of bonds.
You with the power of devotion
Keep it to yourself.
Do not break the house of the heart
Roar as much as you can.
Touch from the soul
Life is at stake.
Fear of hearing, however
Remember the victory of truth.
Your chest is full of songs
Stay awake all night.
Wait till dawn
O foreigner.
Don't be afraid of sudden rain
Let's flood as much as possible.
Never step on the floor
No matter how many ties.