Hare Krishna
His face never goes away from my heart not even for a moment, my heart is so full of love like a clay pitcher into which an ocean cannot be poured, Surdas sings only of dark and lotus faced Krishna of his soft and sweet smile, it is for vision of him that my eyes thirst eternally,
Jai Sri Krishna
His face never goes away from my heart not even for a moment, my heart is so full of love like a clay pitcher into which an ocean cannot be poured, Surdas sings only of dark and lotus faced Krishna of his soft and sweet smile, it is for vision of him that my eyes thirst eternally,
Jai Sri Krishna