A lamp I go on lighting, with joy I make it please;
I belong to you all, of you all am I.
Nobody is alien, Mine is everybody
From time out of mind.
Eyes drenched with tears I don't want to see;
Love impassioned ever I go on observing.
None of you stay afar, Myself do not misconstrue;
This Cosmic Game is of delight.
Dyed with affection in the tune of lyrics have I dwelt;
Heart replete, I've kept floating on floral pollen.
Girded by song, with love's wreath do I swing
At the coastline of life.
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The way is lit, and all have been invited to this My festivity.
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