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Слушать(AI)Life In The World
Life in the world is short,
Why shoulder an unnecessary
Of worldly relationships?
Thy parents gave thee birth in the world,
But the Lord ordained thy fate.
Life passes in getting and spending,
No merit is earned by virtuous deeds.
I will sing the praises of
In the company of the holy men,
Nothing else concerns me.
Mira's Lord is the courtly Giridhara,
She says:
Only by Thy
Have I crossed to the further shore.
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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