My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
My love, your arms I grasp, from them I'll never stray,
My love, your arms I grasp, from them I'll never stray,
I'd break my earrings, break my bangles, but I'll never break my vow, I'll stay.
Slowly, oh so slowly,
Slowly, I ascended, to the chamber's high array.
Slowly, I ascended, to the chamber's high array.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
You, a blush of rose, my love, I, a bud of Kachanar's bloom,
You, a blush of rose, my love, I, a bud of Kachanar's bloom,
My heart knows not, nor I, how I became your room.
Love it is, my love, love it is,
Love's captive, I arrived, in the flower-garden's room.
Love's captive, I arrived, in the flower-garden's room.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
You are my garland, you my adornment's grace,
You are my garland, you my adornment's grace,
My Eid's moon, my Karwa Chauth, every festival's embrace.
Listen now, and understand,
Do not stop me here, midway on life's chase.
Do not stop me here, midway on life's chase.
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Let go my hand, the streets will cry, a clamor of dismay,
My kurta, a silk of secrets, my veil, a web of lace,
Stealthily I came, to Love's secret place.
A web of lace, to Love's secret place,
In the flower-garden, I've come to chamber's grace.
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