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Not words now, but may get the mahola (environment/atmosphere).
O srangara!
Telling music the backbone of
happiness
don't praise yourself,
don't kill the right music.
I accept that as music which is beyond possession and accept that as love which is beyond the bodymy companion the music, is beyond the seven notes...!
These limbs of srangara are characteristically
the sword's edge
and the times are getting deceived; again,
the colours of srangara are characteristically
ember like,
and the times are getting burnt;.
I have obtained the remedy of this
harm today
in the form of an unique beverage!
On drinking it
the body's fatigue gets powdered
Silent Soil:: 145
