(121) Sharata sakale shishirete dhuye
| On an autumn dawn drenched in dew, I threaded garlands of night jasmine.[1] I would adorn Your feet, Lord; With this desire I have come. Floating in the sky above, some white clouds, Coated with honey, were moving. Swaying in fragrant delight Were the laughing lilies. Seated in that atmosphere, in ecstasy, I threaded my garlands. My garlands are not just strung With fallen jasmines I picked up. A song of love and a love for dawn Are woven into each petal. The whole morning, neglecting all work, I threaded my garlands. With but a meek smile and love, For You I have brought them. |
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