(105) Vasanta pavane liilayita carane
Today, on the spring wind, with lilting feet,
Like waterfall, dancing I proceed.
With painted eyes, on the cloudless sky
I keep tracing the sweetness that is mine.
Today, I move ahead in Your cadence;
I am fragrant with Your scent.
Laughing, I stroll about in happiness,
The path I color with the hue of kinshuk flower,[1]
For Your sake, my One most intimate.
Today, for progress there is no obstruction...
My heart is strung into Your necklace;
To Your tune my song is practiced.
Today my all, with sweet notes of cuckoo's call–
It flows in Whose direction...
To the One offered obeisance.
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With spring, all seems to be in harmony.
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