Watching path seated had I been for ages;
Today with the heavy rains You arrived.
My fragrance is water-drenched;
It floats away like pollen of screwpine.
I have sought You in the day's light,
In every star of the dark night.
I've searched for You on azure sky;
You'd been in hiding at unknown site.
My scorching day has gone off;
The weary night has become morn.
The wreath had been theirs; now it's just a cord;
By what means You, my Darling, will I beautify?
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Before You do I stand bereft.
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