(Avimaner boodle aaj nebo tomar mala)
Instead of being upset I will accept Thy necklace
I will stop crying by tonight’s end
My rude heart I threw on wayside
So touch of Thy sweet feet can soften the heart
Darkness Thou pulled out from me
Will allow Thy love to ignite as fire
The “I of mine” becoming so precious to me
Have been banished completely
And now that decorates Thy welcome plate
So, Instead of upsetting I will accept Thy necklace
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