Made me not harsh, O my dear
Let me clear, I am
Not ready to walk
With arrogant air
I do not want to see
With my harsh eyes
I do not want to
Speak bitter and
Taunting words
I want to help others
In their adversity
I want to keep good dealings
O my dear, let me clear
I do not want to fulfill
My desire by any means
With trouble of others
Made me free from harshness
in mind speech body and behavior
I am not selfish
I am not in favor of
Any violence, see
I am not cruel in nature
My heart is in serenity
I engaged not myself
In extorting money by
Harassing other
O my dear, I want to
Remain yours for ever.
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