Three old men
Singing the song of Rama
Toothlessly,
But joyfully,
Singing and weeping,
Weeping and singing
The song of Rama
Wiping the tears
With their hands
Three old,
Three old men.
Without understanding Rama,
How could I, I Rama,
Without understanding Krishna,
How could I, I Krishna?
Let Rama be Rama,
Try to feel it in the heart,
Let Krishna be Krishna,
Try to feel it in the heart.
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