Baba Nam Kevalam

(3540) Tomare ceyechi kusumasuvase

With a sweet floral scent Yourself have I desired;
From a breast broken by a sigh.
You're the Kaostubha gem, a diamond quarry
In dismay of desert pangs.

Beginningless and endless, within liila's confines,
Myself perplexed, You make dance, make laugh and cry.
At finish of the day You then pull me nigh
On mind-sky of awareness, ever and always.

Your equivalent, there is not anybody;
In the universe, I don't find a second entity.
And so I proclaim many a ten-million greetings
In Your proximity, with Your Holy Name.

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