Surer guru, dao go surer diksha-
Mora surer kangal, eai amader viksha.
O music master,
Take us as Thy learner,
Quench our thirst for melody
That alone we beg of Thee.
To the stream of river,
To the morning star there
In the golden Champa's ear
The music that Thou whisper,
Let that tune fill our heart
With which we’ll smart
Where anti-music every day
Its ceaseless babble does play.
Where noises whirl
There should I feel
Is my lute’s challenge high
And Thy trials for my music lie.
Note:
When bad culture has overtaken the world in the form of so-called pop music and various other noises in disruption of life’s harmony, this prayer of the Poet - not to be deaf to the music of Nature, which alone has inspired all his marvelous creations is more relevant today.
