Narsimha Mehta

No One Understands My State

No one understands my state; they think I’ve been possessed! In fact, dear friend It’ll be me who’ll possess Krishna today And spend the beautiful night with him! No one understands my state; they think I’ve been possessed! Anxiously my in-laws inquire and call for doctors of all sorts! Only when Narsaiyya’s lord comes to make love to me, Will I be cured of the fever! No one understands my state; they think I’ve been possessed!