You know

(19)  Naviina prate ei arun alote

In this crimson splendor on a fresh morning,
With form's rhythm, You entered my psyche.

You know how to make me laugh, You know how to make me weep;
You know how to play diverting games of hide-and-seek.
Today You came to fill my life with Your lustrous beauty.

You know how to play the lute, You know how to compose melodies;
You know how to make the world dance to Your tune and beat.
You know how to love us all in happiness and suffering.

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