Adorable Lord Krsna
I am before you ,knelting down Why you dont see me I want to be the butter You eat so deliciously every day I want to be the Tulsi leaf which lay down on your lotus feet I am before you,knelting down Why you dont see me Sometimes the wind that blow fills in itself with your flute music And I longed to be that music it is made out of your breathe And Why not be the flute which is sacred by your kisses every time I want to play with you every time Like the Gopikas in Vrindavan How blessed their life is who could have their past times With little adorable Krsna I cannot write a beautiful song But I can be only yours And Bhakti towards you flows Every time when I cry And so you make a beautiful heart When I cant cry no more My heart has become so beautiful Out of love for you And so you make me cry each time so that i call you each time Your tulsi,your mayilpeeli and you Is what I dream everyday Which gives me so much love When my heart is weak Yo