Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
Thirsty songbird sings.
Like parched leafage of autumn,
waiting for Thy grace.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.