(849) Pranam pathanu gane gane
In song we offer humble greetings;
Please have mercy and receive,
Don't push away with Your feet
A song that blends heart's yearning.
When rainstorms clamor mid new-moon gloom
And fearsome Nature creates shivers,
In that darkness, trusting You,
Painstakingly I've made my hymns.
In this song, my love's entwined;
In this song, Your thought abides.
Composing song with You in mind,
On my side, I get satisfied.
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Love is its own reward.
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