maharaj, eki saje ele
মহারাজ, একি সাজে
Your majesty, what poise you present in my soul!
at your feet millions of sun and stars.. bow with humility.
prejudice.. fails.. and falls..
this body.. strums like a musical instrument..
An amazing tingle flows with the impassioned breeze!
Every blossom.. gathers at your feet in the forest..
With awestruck eyes.. I see nothing in the world--
other than.. the beauty unraveling.. in my heart..
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