Monday, April 11, 2011

He's my only love

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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