Oh how sweet

(2738)  Sei jyotsnay dhoya sandhyay

On that same moonlight-cleansed evening,
In my floral garden You had appeared.
Then, the night-jasmine fragrance goes a-floating;
Whose call is heard from very far off?

Returning to their nest, the birds sing
Of Your glory in many melodic streams.
On this earth, with raga and raginii,
You arrived amid love's vibration.

At that time glide like fish-scales silvery
White clouds on a pleasant-feeling breeze.
In the kash swaying, world obliterating
Is Your hymn, with its quantum of beauty.

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