I am singing songs
In stoney hard path.
River is going towards
Its origin water-ocean and likewise
I am going towards You my Almighty-ocean.
The course of my life is curving
Like that of a river
Through rain and sun I am going to You, my dear.
Let all reap the benefits from my life
As all take water from the river
For different purpose.
I am like a river, my dear
You are my ocean of life
And I am touching You here on Your chariot.
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