(43) Tomra ja khushi tai balo
Say anything that you please,
I will proceed relentlessly.
Relentlessly will I proceed,
No wailing when I speak.
The sky is filled with clouds of silver,
And the air sways with kans colors.
The night jasmine[1] diffuse perfume,
Excited by the dew.
I do not find the One I seek,
But I know He also looks for me.
With my songs He is threading
One garland very tiny.
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My small determination is matched with His omnipotence.
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