My heart, a desert, thirsts for love,
My song, a prayer, ascends above.
My heart, a desert, thirsts for love,
My song, a prayer, ascends above.
Flowers bloom in hues untold, within my soul,
Love's Ganga-Yamuna, makes my spirit whole.
Again and again, my heart calls out to thee,
Love's swing, it rocks eternally in me.
To gods I pray, with hope held fast and true,
My heart, a desert, thirsts for you.
My song, a prayer, ascends above.
Memories of love, forever they reside,
In your thoughts, I linger, through the night's tide.
Gardens' swings cannot soothe my lonely plight,
Now love's downpour, has filled my sight.
Bouquets of flowers, your memories they bring,
Bouquets of flowers, your memories they sing.
In a palanquin, one day to ride, a dream I crave,
My heart, a desert, thirsts to save.
My song, a prayer, ascends above.
My scarf, it waves, it flies on high,
My heart, a cuckoo, sings a lonely cry.
Like a fish, without water, lost am I,
Play your flute, my beloved, hear my sigh.
With you I'll live, with you I'll die,
With you I'll live, with you I'll die.
In your love, my heart's jewels I'll pour,
My heart, a desert, forevermore.
My song, a prayer, ascends above.
Flowers bloom in hues untold, within my soul,
Love's Ganga-Yamuna, makes my spirit whole.
Again and again, my heart calls out to thee,
Love's swing, it rocks eternally in me.
To gods I pray, with hope held fast and true,
My heart, a desert, thirsts for you.
My song, a prayer, ascends above.
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