O Lord,
for You,
I am threading a garland,
pouring into it all the sweetness of my heart.

Ideating on You
tears float from my eyes.

I have no strength of sadhana,
neither any weight of good actions.
That is why, I constantly beg for Your mercy
that, with Your force, my hopes be fulfilled.

I have neither mundane nor spiritual knowledge.
The thread of my love has not been woven either.
Only tears flowing from eyes with pain do I possess.
With what deception do You keep deluding me?

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I have strung a garland for You,
with all the sweetness of my heart.
O Lord,
With tears, I have surrendered myself unto Your ideation.

I could not acquire the strength of sadhana (meditation),
neither could I earn the credit of holiness.

Therefore, I constantly pray for Your grace.
Could You ever neglect the helpless?

I have no knowledge,
neither mundane nor spiritual,
nor do I possess the devotion filled thread of love.
All I have is a painful stream of tears.
O Lord,
With what excuse would You make me forget You?