(678) Hrdaya kamale salajje kamale
Into my heart's lotus, the bashful lotus
With honey-coated petals, come Lord—
Come, Lord, slayer of demons.
With Your sweet smile and complete love,
Come, please come, heart-teaser—
Come, Lord, slayer of demons.
You never tolerate vanity,
But You cannot ignore devotion.
I love You, and so I say:
Take me, and make me Your own.
At the nucleus of the universe, You reside alone.
So, Lord, why do You keep me far away?
Draw me close, and teach me
How I may serve You.
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The alliance is mutually advantageous.
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