Make me the vibrant music of thy flute, my lord
Make me the yellow robes that adorn your waist
Make me the feathers that adeck your crown
Make me the garland that decorate your broad chest
Make me the crystal waters of Yamuna that washes your feet
Make me the tender grass of Brindavan that little feet crush
Make me the gopies that dance around you.
Make me the Yesoda , the mother of the divine
Make me the Yesoda , the mother of the divine
This is my prayer unto Thee, my Lord.
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