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O lord,
One whose vanity has ceased
those who have totally exhausted their ego,
He gains You wholeheartedly.
attain you with all their heart.
With everything of his You've seized,
He makes it all Your offering.


You take everything from those
In a prison gloomy, it's You he perceives;
who offer you their all.
On evening's stars, Your love he smears.
With golden light at crimson morning,
In Your form and color he is bathing.


They observe you when in darkness
By his side nothing is frightening;
and absorb themselves in your love
Loving kindness is the one song there.
in the light of the evening star.
Lively and broad prosperity is abiding
 
With ambrosia's essence, honey-sweet.{{#tag:ref|This final line vividly calls to mind the [[:wikipedia:Vivaah#Madhuparka_ceremony|Madhuparka ritual]] at a ceremonial [[:wikipedia:Vivaah|Hindu wedding]].|group="nb"}}
And in the golden light of the crimson dawn,
they bathe in your beauty and love.
 
There is no fear in them,
but only the sweetness of a love song.
 
They are left with a heartful of prosperity,
with the essence of sweetest nectar.
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