You came when it was cloudy;
In Your divine show
the clouds were beautifully displaying themselves.

The holy memory of that day
still brings shivering to my being.
How many days, how many eras
have since passed?
Into how many colours
has the earth since then turned?

The lost melody of bygone days
still intoxicates my mind.
Everyone comes and goes
You only are eternal.

You were present in the past,
You are present now
and You will forever be present in future.

In the rain of that day, I attained You.