(982) Tumi cakranemii
You are the axle;
Around You everybody spins.
I teem with emotion,
Thinking of You time and again.
Lord, come to my heart's inside;
Dwell within each act of mine.
Let both those rosy feet abide,
Yoked day and night to this my life.
If You have not a thing to speak
With the use of those two lips,
Then go on smiling silently,
Filling my heart up to the brim.
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