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Слушать(AI)Unbreakable
Unbreakable,
O Lord,
Is the
That binds me to You:
Like a diamond,
It breaks the hammer that strikes it.
My heart goes into
As the polish goes into the gold.
As the lotus lives in its water,
I live in You.
Like the
That gazes all
At the passing moon,
I have lost myself dwelling in You.
O my Beloved - Return.
Mirabai Mirabai
Mirabai मीराबाई, (c.1498–c.1546) was a 16th-century Hindu mystic poet and devotee of Lord Krishna. She is a celebrated Bhakti saint, particularl
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