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Never will there be an end to songs; | |||
In melody's realm, there's not just one. | |||
The lamp of life cannot be extinguished, | |||
As on Your lampstand it is kept. | |||
Whatever the tongue, whatever the tune, | |||
All have come just from You. | |||
Whatever the song, it's Your gift only, | |||
Your majestic chariot-wheel. | |||
Each utterance of Yours, it carries great weight; | |||
It flows ever on in music's seven-note scale. | |||
Tempus eternal exists within Your consciousness; | |||
Always remaining engulfed by bliss. | |||
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