Black woven into black

(140)  Acho kabariiveniite kalo dor haye

You are the black ribbon in my braids, Black woven into black. You are in my eyeliner and in the bindi on my forehead. You are close, yet I do not see You. This odd dalliance, this game of hide-and-seek... Lord, I don't understand why it happens In my braids. My happiness is endless. I have got You so close; My happiness is endless. I always fear that I may lose You. Why I fear, I do not know. When I think I'll not worry, the more I worry. Why I fret, I do not know. I always fear that I may lose You. Why I fear, I do not know. For ages, I have anxiously awaited The flame of my life ignited, The wings of my mind extended. My beaming Lord, come stand before me, Striding with gentle footsteps, Trod by Your rosy feet. You are the black ribbon in my braids, Black woven into black. In the black dot[1] on my forehead And in my every pore, You are wed.

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