The moon got lost, darkness descended;
You had gone on saying: again You'll come.
Moon came back afresh, and light glittered;
You did not return to my habitation.
The life of everybody's life, hey my Love,
The three worlds[1] are brightened by Your splendor.
Unlimited subsistence, development, and elation[2],
In You only firmly established is the consciousness of everyone.
For Your sake is the honey of my psyche;
Bud having held aloft, I've preserved carefully.
When You're come, I will lavish, emptying;
A sidelong look of mercy, glance just once.
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I thrive on even Your minimal attention.
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