People,
male and female,
blush when a cloth covering their shame
comes loose
When the lord of lives
lives drowned without a face
in the world, how can you be modest?
When all the world is the eye of the lord,
onlooking everywhere, what can you
cover and conceal?
I do not say it is the Linga,I do not say it is oneness with the Linga,
I have fallen in love, O mother with theBeautiful One, who knows no death,
I have Maya for mother-in-law,the world for father-in-law;
I have fallen in love, O mother with theBeautiful One, who knows no death,
O Lord, listen to me if you will, listen notif you will not: I cannot rest contented
