Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
Supreme absolute.
The rising sun of summers,
potent Thy nomen.
Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
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.