No sorrow no misery
When You are here with me,
I am free from birth
And death when You are
Here with me, my dear.
The entire world is a
Holy, my dear and there
Is pious atmosphere everywhere
And I am here with You
With all joys.
Where You reside, my dear,
That is the best place,
Let me glance, my dear,
You are the love of all loves.
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