Gazing at the path of You alone,
Elapsed have many days auspicious.
You came not to my abode,
Hey Guest always mysterious.
I've not understood my fault;
On but Your path have I gone.
I survive with just Your thought;
Day and night Yourself I think of.
'Pon the high mountain I climb up;
Coming and going I die searching for.
Yourself I recall in defeat and triumph;
I did not forget Your conception.
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I will follow you interminably.
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