We are under this sky to pray.
And in our prayers
We put words,
Words of mercy.
Mercy to you
Mercy to the truth.
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ରୋଗ ଶୋକ ଶତ୍ରୁସବୁ ପ୍ରକାରର ଚିନ୍ତାଯୋଉଠି ଯିଏ ଥାଉ।ମାତୃ ପିତୃ ଭ୍ରାତୃଯାହାର ବି ଦୋଷରୁ ହେଉଯୋଉଠୁ ବି ହେଉଖୋଜୁଛି ଉପାୟଆସିବାକୁ ମୃତ୍ଯୁ ।ତିଥି ବାର ନକ୍ଷତ୍ରଦେଖିବା ହେଉ।ଆଉ ଗଣା ଯାଉଥାଉଏ ମୁଣ୍ଡରୁ ସେ ମୁଣ୍ଡକୁଆଉ ସେ ମୁଣ୍ଡରୁ ଏ ମୁଣ୍ଡକୁ ।ଆଉ ଯାହା ହେଉ ନ ହେଉଯୋଗବିଯୋଗ ଏକାସାଙ୍ଗରେଚାଲିଥାଉ ପହଂଚିଲା ଯାଏଶୁଭ ଲାଭ ସୁଖ
Irregularly composed, though,
The truth is hereAnd that would purify you.By reading my poems,You would get right direction,Love is here, so alsoMy heart and pious life.
All life – one,
With oneness.All – inHighest perfection.All – liberatedFrom own existence.All – great truth,With tie-up.
Forward this music
And see with himOr her happier hour.See and feelMy wordsWith own music.Never give importanceTo whirlwind.Dazzling sightWithin.From the very startFresh and tenderLife is there.
All evils are gone
My world is happyAnd I am happy.I am happy asAll are good.All are goodAnd I am good.Goodness is thereIn all actionsAnd in all words.Words and actionsGerminate fromThe very mind.And let me clearThe very body andMind all areThe product of nectar.