The glowing lamps shower light
As I wait for you day and nightThe sandalwood paste is not yet dry
But to call your name I still feel shy...
My white dress is waiting to see us togetherWith golden memories, spreading on the border
Come and touch my flowers
blooming for youCome to kiss my forehead like the sandal cool
Take me into your arms and feel the soft touch
Be careful !
The noise of my anklets is too muchWhen you hold my wrists, just ignore my bangles
They try to attract, with colors which are flawless
And my chains really have no shame or fear
They dream of binding you, when you come near
Remember to take away the pride from my ring
It thinks, holding my finger, is a rightful thing
Don't look at my earrings, dangling to play a game
They are just jealous, that I hear only your name
Don't see my decorated body, My Soul Mate!
See my Soul, waiting for you at the gate
Come to me, to merge our Souls together
And let the Festival of our lives, Go on Forever...
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