Unprepared

(751)  Tumi na bale ele prabhu na bale gele

Lord, You arrived and left without giving any notice;
What is this fog You've thrust me in?
Why came You, delighting mind with rhythm and beat,
Only to leave my entranced heart so lonely.

On my throat was a floral necklace...
It became lackluster from the dust.
Have You forgot the garland that's been crushed?

The tune that was never sung,
The love that's yet to be earned...
Why did You neglect her form and color?

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