Oh' my Tagore

In the shine of morning and gloming dusk,

You are there with your delightful task.

In the poems, songs and stories.

With the vastness of your creation and glories.

You are there in our heart core.

You are the one whom the world says rabindranath tagore.

You are in the summer, winter, authomn and springs.

It's your creation that the harmony it brings.

When nature and its people cluster together for you ,

Everytime you present something new.

When every gentle waves touches it shores.

Then the nature called you rabindranath tagore.

You work for the people,

And taught them to held high.

Your love for the nation will never die.

We take your name with pride and roar,

And that's what you are; oh my tagore.