Lost in thought

(2458)  Ei sandhyamalatiir gandhe

On this same twilight-jasmine scent,
The mind, it goes a-sailing,
Sails off to some distant realm
In many a dance beat, and in cadence
With frisky ankle-bells.

In my throat is Your name and song;
Ignoring lethargy, onward life has gone.
Thinking only of Your great contribution,
What did I become, through me what did You beget?

Love I know and I perceive;
Before affection I'm acknowledging defeat.
Except for You, I've forgotten everything,
Upon Your sweet veena's jingle.

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