Hark, hark to His Flute of delight!
On the bank of Life’s lone shadowy river
He plays to quell our Night!
Wreathed in sweet smiles, a vision of Gleam,
He is crowned with His aerial Love!
He dances, a beacon to derelict souls,
On earth star’s kinship to prove!
Song of Krishna, translated by Dilip Kumar Roy
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