You are the Goddess descendent
Celestiality incomparable
Branching out in austerities ascendant
Wished to thrive in mysticism bridal
Sankachuda done away conjoined Krishna
Namaste Mother Basil namaste
Your aroma, my mind kindled
Reaching your abode my soul
Inhaling your scent my body bowed
Your sanative virtues to console
Voiding my life rancid, nihil
Namaste, Mother Basil, namaste!
Restored at your root the sacred water
Resides in your heart sacred all power
The whole of yourself the divine superior
You're godly, no wonder your chaplet ever
Adorning Lord Krishna your lover
Namaste, Mother Basil, namaste
Olden days were grand-mas sentimental
These days are mothers complimental
True, you're no more questionable
Proven sanctity, curative quality commendable
Ah, science even follows grand-mas admirable
Namaste, Mother Basil, namaste!
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