Come into my temple.

In each era,
I have constructed a temple
in expectation of Your arrival.

With a longing from my heart,
I have prepared my altar
that You might relax after carrying out millions of actions.

I continuously look for You
on the path of Your arrival.

I await You with the tinkling sound
of my mental viina.

Numerous springs have passed,
leaving behind imprints of different colours.
Innumerable stars are set in golden light,
but You did not come along that path.

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Please come into the temple of my life.
I have preserved this shelter for eons and eons,
for Your advent only.

I erected this altar with the feelings of my life,
With the jingling sound of the viina of my heart.
I hope and look forward to that You
might once rest there after accomplishing millions of deeds.

So many beginnings of spring went by,
which brought about many a colour.
So many stars twinkle with golden light.
And yet, You do not appear on the road.