| Keep me safe beneath thy shadow, that thy Maya may not touch me |
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| O Mind, how camest thou thus demented? |
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| O Pandit, all your talking is a lie |
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| Tis thus, tis thus — the life is wasted |
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| Dadu, much evil hast thou done: anger becomes thee not |
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| For me the beginning and the end is Rama: without Him all else is useless |
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| My life I offer, O Ravisher of hearts |
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| Chant, O tongue, Rama's name devoutly |
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| My eyes without the vision die athirst |
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| For men there is no master like unto Hari |
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