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Your | Your intimate secret, | ||
On this | On this day of bliss, | ||
Now | Now you be fulfilling | ||
With | With songs of novelty. | ||
Everyone is | Everyone is proximate; | ||
All, abrim with affection... | |||
A lovesong to the Most Precious, | |||
You make flow in every heart. | |||
Nowadays, to His rhythm, Earth | |||
Sings in | Sings in a [[:wikipedia:Raga|raag]] more modern; | ||
To give those who live tone's rise-and-fall, | |||
Through melodies, it makes them swoon... | |||
At this time, in each mind's every pore, | |||
Hope | Hope you pack, with tune after tune. | ||
An incandescent lamp, world to entice, | |||
In every life you ignite. | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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