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Nanda Lala
Nanda Lala
By
Mahakavi Bharathiar
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
(Lord Krishna was the God to whom this great poet sang)
Oh Lord who is the darling of Nanda,
I see in the black of the feathers of the crow,
Your colour of black, Oh darling lord.
In whichever tree I see , oh darling lord,
I see your green colour , oh Lord.
In whichever song I hear my darling Lord,
I am able to hear your music only, my lord
And even I keep my finger inside a raging fire,
I only feel that sweet sensation of touching you.
By
Mahakavi Bharathiar
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
(Lord Krishna was the God to whom this great poet sang)
Oh Lord who is the darling of Nanda,
I see in the black of the feathers of the crow,
Your colour of black, Oh darling lord.
In whichever tree I see , oh darling lord,
I see your green colour , oh Lord.
In whichever song I hear my darling Lord,
I am able to hear your music only, my lord
And even I keep my finger inside a raging fire,
I only feel that sweet sensation of touching you.
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