O Singer of Rama,
Where are you,
Where are you
My heart,
My soul?
I weep for you,
I weep for you,
My heart,
My soul!
Tears fall,
Fall down,
Fall down in your,
In your memory,
O Singer,
Singer of Rama
So dishevelled and distraught
And devastated
In life!
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