Spring's revelry, a breath on high,
The heavens lost, where destinies lie.
The heavens lost, where destinies lie,
As sun-gold dips, begins to drown,
As sun-gold dips, begins to drown,
A maiden waits, by the bridge's crown,
A maiden waits, by the bridge's crown,
On Yamuna's shore, the waters brown.
The lover waits, his eyelids low,
With hope's bright lamps, his eyes aglow.
With hope's bright lamps, his eyes aglow,
A garland held within his hand,
A garland held within his hand,
A maiden waits, in this promised land,
A maiden waits, in this promised land,
On Yamuna's shore, the waters grand.
She watches, whispers on the breeze,
Her heart consumed with mysteries.
Her heart consumed with mysteries,
What fate awaits, what's yet to be,
What fate awaits, what's yet to be,
On Yamuna's shore, wild and free.
Her adornment, memories entwine,
To love the ocean, the river's design.
To love the ocean, the river's design,
A moment born, divinely true,
A moment born, divinely true,
A maiden waits, her dreams imbue,
A maiden waits, her dreams imbue,
On Yamuna's shore, forever new.
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