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O lord,
With You my acquaintance is
my acquaintance with you,
A tale of not just two or four ages.{{#tag:ref|Perhaps this is a reference to Indian epics like the [[:wikipedia:Mahabharata|Mahabharata]] and the [[:wikipedia:Ramayana|Ramayana]].|group="nb"}}
is not merely a matter of a few eras only.
It's not enscribed in history;
No one knows the story.


It is not written down in history
The first year arrived;
and no one knows about this event.
The first rains appeared.
Pleasure smiled, having received
The kindness of Your mind.


With the first year,
Nectar entered the first flower;
the first rain appeared.
The moon's face shone with the fun.
 
A gentle breeze came in, bearing
On finding the sweetness of your mind
The exuberance of joy's attainment,
joy came about.
The tenderness of Your great heart.
 
Honey came into the flower first,
and the moon's face became coloured.
 
The sandal breeze started blowing
with the overwhelming joy of attainment
and the softness of a great heart.
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