In this world I like to sit;

Pak Pak Pak returns
I am involved with my life;
Morning-evening
Light-dark
My consciousness has floated away;
Finally
My life has become one today
And my world.
Loved the light of this world
So stale is better in life.

 Yet I know the truth that I have to die.
          My word
 One day it will not blow in the air,
 My eyes will not shine in this light,
          I will not leave
          At Arun's fervent call;
                   In my ear
      Mystery of the night,
 I have to go to the last vision, my last words.