To Giridhar's house, I journey,
To Giridhar's house, I roam.
Giridhar, my truest beloved,
Giridhar, my truest home.
Beholding His form, I am enthralled,
To Giridhar's house, I now come.
O, to His house, I come,
To Giridhar's house, I become.
When night descends, I rise and seek,
When night descends, my journey starts.
When dawn arrives, I return and weep,
When dawn arrives, to Him my heart.
With Him I play, through night and day,
With Him I play, and never part.
I strive to please Him, come what may,
To Giridhar's house, my art.
O, to His house, I come,
To Giridhar's house, I become.
Whatever He clothes me in, I wear,
Whatever He gives, I consume.
My love for Him, a love so rare,
My love for Him, in constant bloom.
Without Him, a moment I cannot bear,
To Giridhar's house, my destined room.
O, to His house, I come,
To Giridhar's house, I become.
Where He seats me, I take my place,
Where He seats me, I am found.
If He sells me, I embrace,
If He sells me, I am bound.
Meera's Lord, Giridhar's grace,
Meera's Lord, with love profound,
Meera's Lord, eternal space,
Again and again, His feet I surround.
To Giridhar's house, I come,
To Giridhar's house, I roam.
Giridhar, my truest beloved,
Giridhar, my truest home.
Beholding His form, I am enthralled,
To Giridhar's house, I now come.
Oh, I come,
To Giridhar's house, I become.
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