Singing your name day and night,
It echoes in my mind all the time.
O Krishna, I am the dust of your feet;
How can I lift my voice in your praise?
Singing your name heals all wounds,
And guards the mind against selfish thoughts.
I am armed with the arrow of your name
Fixed on the bow-string of my heart;
I wear the armor of your glory
As I sing of your life and divine deeds.
My body is a musical instrument
On which my mind plays songs of love.
To awaken my soul from sleep,
I sing and dance before the Lord
Waiting for the door to open.
Singing Your Name
Meera