হে সুন্দর, খোলো তব নন্দনের দ্বার--
মর্তের নয়নে আনো মূর্তি অমরার।
অরূপ করুক লীলা রূপের লেখায়,
দেখাও চিত্তের নৃত্য রেখায় রেখায়।

LET THE EARTH and the water, the air and the fruits of my country
be sweet, my God.
Let the homes and marts, the forests and fields of my country be
full, my God
Let the promises and hopes, the deeds and words of my country be
true, my God.
Let the lives and hearts of the sons and daughters of my country
be one, my God.

EVER IN MY life have I sought thee with my songs. It was they who led me from door to door, and with them have I felt about me, searching and touching my world.
It was my songs that taught me all the lessons I ever learnt; they showed me secret paths, they brought before my sight many a star on the horizon of my heart.
They guided me all the day long to the mysteries of the country of pleasure and pain, and, at last, to what palace gate have they brought me in the evening at the end of my journey?