Inseparable

(1029)  Ami tomar tare ghure ghure

For Thee am I rambling, rambling;
How much shall I journey?
If this birth be spent, still on my quest,
When will I let You take rest?

In love with You am I;
For Your sake I laugh and cry.
I remain listening...
Your flute, will I ever hear?

Day and night thinking of Thee,
Of all defeats, it's my sole agony...
All love is one,
Strung on one thread, oh Pristine Lord.

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