Our song is private

(3189)  Je gan chilo mane gaoya

The song had been sung within mind;
That, I sang not amid concert.
Stashed was kept hope and desire;
Abashed, I did not express.

Inner secrets You perceive;
To heart You listen and pay heed.
King of Psyche, there's not any
Indecision in Your presence.

After concert having exited,
All trace of song at an end,
The song unsung arises and I listen.
In a jewel-luster's raiment,
With hope swaying, shame forgotten,
For Your grace only it begs.

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