To relish your ballet,
I need not be a poet;
To enjoy your melody,
I need not be a vocalist;
To watch your steps,
No need I am a dancer.
I go after you, Apsaras,
Though I am not an Indra.
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IIndra is the mythological god and Apsaras, the most beautiful heavenly women, are his love mates]
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