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O lord,
Leaving me behind in solitude,
leaving me alone,
Oh where did You vanish to?
where did you go?
Ever with me You had been;
Why did You go without advance notice.


You were with me...
The tree You had planted,
why did you leave without informing me?
Now it's decked with fruit and flowers.  
The tune You had practiced,
In my soul it rings out each moment.


The tree that you planted
Under northern winds, I recall,
today became decorated with flowers and fruits.
On biting winter blasts,
With Your touch, the warmth
That to my heart You did impart.


The tune that you played,
Even now, with a southern wind
still resonates in my mind each moment.
Upon my body feeling pleasant,
 
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I remember the warm touch on my heart
I had been, and You were there as well.
that you provided
during the cold winter's northern wind.
 
Even today,
the southern wind sings of your sweet touch.
 
I remember that in the shade
of the madhavii flowers arbour,
I was there and you were also there.
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