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O lord,  
With sweet feet, matchless in sonority,
with sweet feet,  
On a gentle wind, oh Who did appear,
with incomparable rhythmic sound,  
Oh You Who appeared, oh Who did appear?
in the soft breeze,  
On light-sleep's placidity at psyche's depths,
who are you who came?
Like a pearl necklace You bedecked.


Penetrating the depth of my mind,  
On Your contact, the south wind gets rapt,
You decorated my motionless drowsiness with a garland of pearls.  
At Your pleasure, nectar is entranced.  
By your touch,  
Preserved is that rumbling, Mohan's{{#tag:ref|Mohan literally means ''charming'' or ''captivating''. However, it is also a common name for [[Krsna|Krśńa]], in particular the young Krśńa of [[:wikipedia:Braj|Vraja]].|group="nb"}} echoing,
sandal is charged.  
Upon life's golden beach.
By your joy,  
nectar enters.  


He keeps that charm as after effect of enchantment,
The bud soundly sleeping arose blossoming;
on the golden beach of life.
Exuding was the honey, once petal-concealed.
 
With the touch of love, existence got filled...
The sleeping bud bloomed up.
On blue firmament, soul's [[:wikipedia:Girdle|ornamental girdle]].
The honey covered with petals spread out.  
 
My heart was filled with the touch of love,  
like an internal griddle laden with the blue sky.  
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