Love maybe

(3513) Bhalabasi ki na jani na

I don't know if I love You;
It feels good to muse on Thee.
Hope having been launched,
Unto Heaven it spreads wing.

Bashful is my unblown blossom;
It gets mixed with Your color.
Lotus bud opening eyes,
It's as if it looks at sunbeams.

When the moon's light is in profusion,
The world fills with a dreamy infatuation.
Then like a star jasmine of Providence mental,
Your jingling resonance makes entry.

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