(508) Kii banshii bajali bandhu
What flute did You play, Beloved?[1]
You made nectar flow from mahuwa.[2]
Watching for You, I keep awake
And string a garland for Your sake.
I would take nothing; I would give my all;
In love, in love am I, pure and simple.
When darkness ends, morning arrives;
When sun ascends, the lotus smiles.
Your splendor rises in my mind;
You're my daylight, the moon at night.[3]
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Realization of ignorance is the threshold of devotion.
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