Kon desh theke
bujhi kon bonnya aasi,
dure soriye nilo khukir theke,
Maa chole gelo bujhi vaasi.

Obujh se mon,mane na to
kono jukti.
Maa-ke ki kore khujbo?
pabo kobe ami mukti?

Baba bole - "Khuki, jas ne ore baire,tui chhara amar aar to keu nai re."
Maa-ke hariye monmora holo khuki,
Maa nei,tai keu khelena tukituki.

Maa-r se mukh
moner majhe vaase,
mone hoy jeno
maa dariye ache pase.

Barbar baba ke shudhaye - "Bolo na baba,amar maa kobe asbe?
ager moto maa kobe amaye bhalobasbe?"

Bochhor ghore,
meye shudhu eka bose thake ghore.

meye ekhono
payeni maayer khoj,
babake lukiye
meye kadte thake roj.

Dirgho Doshti bochhor kore paar
meye aaj jeno khoj pelo tar maa-r.

Maayer khoje meye,
beriyechilo ek robibar-e,
Deen-dukkhi udbastu ek
bose chhilo pother dhare.

Molin sei mukher pane,
meye cheye dekhe,
tar mayer-i moto
ek maa ke.