Hindi version 2350
O Shyama, make me your humble, faithful slave,
In my heart, light the lamp of love that I crave.
With your glimpse, O Shyama, my soul will rejoice,
Tell me where, my Lord, lies your heavenly voice.
Do you remember your devotees’ pleas, O Shyama?
You’re the trickster I know, yet still, I do trust,
Without you, these dark nights, in pain, I adjust.
Don’t leave me suffering, O Lord, alone.
If I’ve sinned, O Shyama, let me know my mistake,
But embrace me, dear Lord, for your mercy I ache.
Punish me if needed, but make me your own.
2.35pm 26 Aug 2024
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