No use attaining
No use attaining anything
Without You, my dear.
You are at the center
You are at the hearts of all
O my dear, You are the protector of all.
I bear love only for You, my dear
I know, it is better to be tormented
By the agonies of birth and death
For the sake of You, for the sake of love.
It is all joy and all hallowed, my dear
Only for You, and only for You here,
Your kindness and Your love washed away
All my distress all my sorrow, see me, my dear.
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