My Sweet Child

(2504)  Maneri gopal mane thako

My mental Gopal,^[1] You dwell in psyche;
With ambrosial sound around the world entire,
You are diffused; You forget nobody.

Laughter on the edge of lower lip,
You play a flute that's magic.
Upon Your smile, from Your reed pipe
Light gets shed; stays no darkness gloomy.

Time and again Thee I consider,
Your warm-hearted sweetness.
The sternness of the outer,
By that the soft You keep concealed.

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