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Слушать(AI)The Arrow of His Glance
Friend, the arrow of his glance struck my eyes;
Its point pierced my heart (and) his sweet image entered my soul.
For a long time I have been staying (here) watching the road, standing at my house.
My life clings to (my) dark beloved, (he is) a life-giving herb.
Mira says I am sold into the hands of Giridhar, but people say I am loose.
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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