আসনতলের মাটির 'পরে লুটিয়ে রব
Oi ashon toler matir pore lutiye robo (audio)
I'll find a humble seat on the earth.
Must you abandon me with eulogy?
Don't you go on deluding me.
Bring us close with my surrender
I'll be soiled with your dusty feet.
I'll be the last of the pilgrims,
just offer me the meanest seat.
Many come to you for assistance.
I'll see and ask for nothing.
When all is given I'll accept leftover.
I'll be soiled with your dusty feet.
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