It is very heart-breaking,
That the pinnacle of music,
Should be us,
Her eyes rendered Hamsadvani,
Her heart, Shivaranjini.
Her voice rendered every song,
From Jogiya to Jagajanani.
Her smiles are filled with Mohanam
Her thoughts speak of Dhanyasi,
Her soul sang out Durbari
Her life was filled with Amritavarshini,
As she lay, I felt but this,
The Sun of music is gone
It shone for years, to brighten the world,
And now, there shall be no dawn.