The dagger of love has pierced my heart. I was going to the river to fetch water, A golden pitcher on my head. Hariji has bound me By the thin thread of love, And wherever He draws me, Thither I go. Mira`s Lord is the courtly Giridhara: This is the nature Of his dark and beautiful form.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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