Narsimha Mehta

Hold Your Immaculate Flame O Lamp

'Hold your immaculate flame O lamp, My beloved has arrived to embrace me on the bed!' Needlessly don’t break the threads of my choli And that’s my braid and not a snake. ' 'Hold your immaculate flame O lamp, My beloved has arrived to embrace me on the bed!' 'Why dwindle O lamp? ' 'And that’s my bracelet not the maker of the day. ' 'Hold your immaculate flame O lamp, My beloved has arrived to embrace me on the bed!' The beautiful girl attained joy looking at the lamp As she met the beloved of devotees, Narsaiyya's Lord 'Hold your immaculate flame O lamp, My beloved has arrived to embrace me on the bed!'