My Baul Manna, Mendicant Mind
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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My Baul manna
Donning saffron loose shirt
And saffron clothing
Dances to the tinkling
Of the anklet tied to one leg
And I dancing, dancing,
Singing and singing,
Playing the instrument,
One string improvised instrument,
O my Bul manna,
What it is lost in
Nobody knows it,
Knows it,
None has come to feel,
Feel my bairagi manna,
I striking the wires
And singing and dancing
Wih the anklet tied
In His Love,
The love of the Love Divine!
Bu şiiri puanla
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