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O lord,
You'd said You will come back again;
You told me you would come again;  
In that same hope I count the time.
with that hope i keep counting time.  
Having kept all yearning checked in mind,
A mesh of happy dream I weave.


Maintaining all my longings suppressed in my mind;  
Days come and go in hope or desperation.
I weave the net of dreamy pleasures.  
Many dainty fibers get torn,
Many wings are impaired by hurricane and windstorm;
And with the rain, bolts of thunder roar.


Days come and go with hope and in despair,
Hey Most Tender One, amid the severity,
breaking off many a fragile thread.
My fervent prayer penetrates into Your ear.
 
Even though You stayed afar, Intimate Darling,
Storms and cyclones have fractured many a wing,  
Within heart Your song I hear.
and were then followed by rain, thunder and lightning.  
O softest amidst hardness,
let my earnestness enter your ears,  
that even should you remain afar,  
in my heart, i may listen to your song,
O most innermost one!
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