(883) Tava agamane udvel paramanu
With Your advent the atoms grew effusive;
The world, it was absorbed in bliss.
Due to the crimson light You pour and pour,
More nectar fills the flowers.
Now, it's as if the lonesome lovers[1] sing in bliss;
Falling in countless currents is ambrosia from heaven.
Bursting all bonds, affection-spreading splendor
Has streamed down, leaving everybody restless.
Now, in every autumn, out of season, cuckoos sing;[2]
And, among the reeds, outward the jungle does do peer.
Now, the Celestial Song, steeped in love and beauty,
Has brought to us Its basket of melodies.
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He is our Celestial Song.
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