You arrived not...
Day after day elapsed,
But the time You had not.
Vain was the staying dressed up,
Sandal tilak, garland strung...
So many words composed in rhythm,
Filling the tongue.
To all I gave a palm of water;[1]
With hues charming is the tray offered in worship.
The sweetness of mind I lavish;
This time don't You come?
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Now I turn my eyes only to Thee.
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