Thee showers us with grace.
All cosmos in embrace,
ever beside.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
Welfare unto all
Rab Rakha
Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...
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