Narsimha Mehta

As If It Was Rapture Of Rains Of Milk

As if it was rapture of rains of milk And all the sweetness of sugar was being hoarded in heaps! For my love came to my place today He took me passionately in his arms And talked sweet nothings in my ear Something I relish so much, dear friend! As if it was rapture of rains of milk And all the sweetness of sugar was being hoarded in heaps! Unaware of the time passing, I enjoyed him until midnight! Listen, sister mine, how I have indulged in his love with relish! Now that Narsaiyya's lord have I fathomed, I am his slave! As if it was rapture of rains of milk And all the sweetness of sugar was being hoarded in heaps