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Mother, I bow, Mother, I bow.
To waters pure, fruit-laden, breezes that cool,
To harvests green, dark, a Mother's rule.
Mother, I bow.
In nights of delight, by moonbeams kissed,
Where flowers bloom, and branches are blissed,
Her smile so sweet, her voice softly hissed,
Giving joy, a blessing, Mother, I bow.
This Poetic Translation, in English, has been provided mainly for those users who do not understand Hindi. This is a basic translation and could have minor mistakes. Thanks.
