Serenade

(784)  Tomare pavar ashe tomare pete pashe

In the hope of gaining You, to get You close-by,
I sing to Your picture, etched upon the mirror of my mind.
With Your kindly eyes, covered in the nectar of affection,
You once gazed in my direction; that I never forget.

Time after time, for Your work I've come into the world;
Where I went when my task was done, that I don't remember.

Again I've arrived, Your flute I've heard once more;
Responding to Your call, I move about, belting out Your song.

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