With You I am not acquainted;
Nonetheless, Yourself I do cherish.
With Your name, with songs Thine,
In Your rhythm and tune I drift.
Beginningless and endless is Your sport;
Your conduct touches heart of everyone.
On a dark path, on stormy nights,
Ridding fear, confidence You give.
Without You I cannot exist;
With the sound of Your lute life I fill.
Mid the mind, in captivating attire,
Day and night, dancing You persist.
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Somehow two hearts mingle.
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