(1545) Kena esechile cale jabe jadi
Why had You come when You will leave...
You'd smiled just to make me cry endlessly!
Even now, in my pleasure garden blows a vernal breeze;
On octave, the Diipak Raag[1] tells its story.
With the floral pollen floats a fragrant assembly;
Billowy is love's sea.
My moon has gone missing inside yon cloud ebony;
Heart's blood races toward it with vehement speed.
Those moved by music waken with devotion in prosody;
The ocean of emotion is overflowing.
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You tease only to set free on a stream of tears.
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