Dyed in the dark hue, my Rana, I am,
Bound by love's bells, a dancing flame.
Before Hari, I leap and I sway,
Dyed in the dark hue, come what may.
Some watch, some test, their judgment's sting,
Some mock, as laughter they bring.
Some watch, some test, their judgment's sting,
Some mock, as laughter they bring.
What care I for the world's harsh tease?
I am His, the Lord's, His devotee, please.
Dyed in the dark hue, forever free.
The Rana sent poison, a cup of despair,
But I, with courage, beyond compare.
Meera, true to Nagar's grace, I be,
I am His, the Lord's, His devotee.
Dyed in the dark hue, eternally.
Dyed in the dark hue, my Rana, I am,
Bound by love's bells, a dancing flame.
Before Hari, I leap and I sway,
Dyed in the dark hue, come what may.
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