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PHULE PHALE TÁRE BHARE GELE
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TUMI SMITÁNANE NÁ T́ÁNILE
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TOMÁR RAŃANE MANDRITA ÁNANE
MÁRAVA VAHNI JVÁLÁ BHOLE
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Saying You wouldn’t,
saying You wouldn’t,
saying You wouldn’t,
saying You wouldn’t,
why did You go away, leaving me?

The tree that You planted
has become filled with flowers and fruits.

I know You as the essence of the world
and accept You as heavenly stream.
There is nothing, even if everything be there,
if You do not pull me unto You with a smiling face.

You are the awareness of speech in the worldly flow of language.
To those without visions, You are the visible polestar.
Visualising Your face, resonating along to Your voice,
I forget the desert’s fiery flames.