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Ek mone tor ektarate
Play that lone string on your Ektara
Centering all your thoughts on it
The lone blossom of your garden
Make your bouquet with that alone
When you confront your limits
Happily call it a day
Gaily pick up the cowrie
That you find through His kind grace
Take not to heart what people say
Stop chasing after each fancy
Let your heart know He is within
The King of all that you cherish
Play that lone string on your Ektara
Lost in that tune all by yourself
Ek mone tor ektarate
Play that lone string on your Ektara
Centering all your thoughts on it
The lone blossom of your garden
Make your bouquet with that alone
When you confront your limits
Happily call it a day
Gaily pick up the cowrie
That you find through His kind grace
Take not to heart what people say
Stop chasing after each fancy
Let your heart know He is within
The King of all that you cherish
Play that lone string on your Ektara
Lost in that tune all by yourself
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