Thy loving calls attract But the things of the world distract Mind cracks and heart breaks In the hurly-burly of the world. The desire binds and blinds the mind with delusion and dust. My determination and thy benign grace will pave the way to goal at any cost. When thy call, thy melodious rhymes resound; Heart dances and spirit rejuvenates, Thy memory gives strength and peace profound. But ah! The Maya, the mirage misleads. How long shall I wander in lure? The snare is everywhere, The world's affairs suffocate. Too much, too much I have got. Wait, wait, wait my Lord! Do not leave me O Friend, my Beloved! I am thine and thou art mine My saviour, lead thou me on.