(952) Tumi esecho madhu dhelecho
You have come, nectar conferring;
You've made bright my psyche.
Gently You've smiled, eyes opening;
You've expelled all my fatigue.
My love is what perceives Thee;
My song is what allures Thee.
My memory whispers in both ears
That never You've forgotten me.
Even now on my chignon is the blossom You've bequeathed;
Even now the night makes me very uneasy.
Gripped by the Raag Purabi, I am with yearning;
Though You've moved on, have You gone on listening?
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