Just let me comprehend

(3104)  Alaker ananda tumi

You are the heavenly bliss;
Down to earth You have come.
Pouring out honeyed fondness,
Dried cow-dung You've made soft.

The world-bewitching grin,
The charming flute of lower lip,
They inform everyone "I cherish";
Why have You kept me far off?

Whether You want or don't want me,
Myself ignoring, please don't leave.
Acquaint me with just this one thing:
In mind You've gone on making sport.

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