(4) Sakal maner viina ek sure baje aj
Every mental lute is playing the same tune today
In every heart there is a sweet perfume.
With pleasing garb into this world You came,
Giving everyone the same realization.
Please don't rip the petals off this flower-garland;
They're my entire supply of love.
Please come closer, closer, and still closer;
All I have, take it with Thee.
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Devotion is the tender treasure I commit to Thee.
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