For me, my only love is Krishna, and nobody else
The One with the peacock feather on his head, He is my husband
By sprinkling tears from my eyes, I sowed the creeper of love
Now that creeper has grown, and has turned into the fruit of happiness
Father, mother, brother, relatives, I have none...
I'm in love with the Lord, it had to happen, and so it has...
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