After so much misery

(2878)  Diiner e kutire takao phire

Look anew upon this hut of one who's wretched,
Oh the Savior of the World;
For You only am I waiting,
I am waiting.
On a restless wind at mental garden,
Hey Donor of scent and hue,
Stay not apathetic please.

To the distant azure days go away;
Month and season race to a place where lost are they.
And yet I am alert, awake for ages and ages;
Yourself I hold dear.

I know that pious effort is not without use;
Hey the King of Kings, desire devout You will conclude.
With honeyed wine, please arrive at life's fete,
Annihilating all the gloom in a jiffy.

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