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I offer my heart to God,
through which He can give Himself to man.
The Sun God will lead me by the hand,
warm up what the Moon can´t.
The Moonlight will cool down the agelong pains,
and with it´s nobility of dharma will eradicate vices.
Where is he, who hungers for God,
in what does he blunder that he does not hear about the way.
I invoke the God of wisdom!
May He guide man out of worries
to the gates of the Highest truth,
where all the search ends.
Oh God, let man hear my call,
let only pure hearts drive him
into your arms, to your feet,
where are no more valid the worldly rules,
which bind his mind and take his breath away.
Let his heart melt like a velvety moss
and inside the depths of Your God´s grace
let him attain the highest joy.