Kannada composition by Purandara Dasa
English Translation by C.P. Ravikumar
The rising of the moon
Does little to please the thief
The rising of the sun
Brings little joy to the woman of the evening
Likewise, the story of the Lord of the Goddess of Wealth
Does little to the one with a lowly life
Music that does not muse of Hari
Is like a song sung in desolation.
O Vithala of Purandara,
It holds the same beauty
As face of a beautiful blind woman
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