Upon Ganga, I shall pour oil, a prayer,
That my beloved may find me, ah, Ram.
That my beloved may find me, oh Ram.
Ganga bathed, the sun, oil at the fore,
No wish I have, no longing, oh Ram.
Upon Ganga, I shall pour...
No skill I hold, no heart's true worth,
No jewels to adorn my humble form.
When my love unveils, sees all I am,
He'll find excuses, a reason, ah, Ram.
He'll find excuses, a reason, oh Ram.
Upon Ganga, I shall pour...
In one room, come, father, do,
In one room, let us stay, oh Ram.
Good or bad, the world knows all I am,
From my birth place to my courtyard, ah, Ram.
From my birth place to my courtyard, oh Ram.
Upon Ganga, I shall pour...
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