Mother and God
How can I praise you with my small mouth,
mother, I feel pale in your equality, God
Rama was born in the house of mother Kaushalya,
walking in the courtyard with thumaka-thumaka,
connected everyone's heart
Give motherhood to Devaki in Vasuda’s lap
You are the only one in your equality,
I have not met anyone,
nor have I ever been angry with my own thread,
you have always taught me true knowledge with love,
God seems pale in your equality.
Never got distracted in service,
thinking of the son as sick and thirsty,
the worshiper continued to do welfare by feeding him the nectar of love,
God seems pale in your equanimity.
Don't let the son be nervous,
never lose heart, heart is the court,
in the interest of happiness and sorrow,
you gave the gift of Abhay even after walking on the thorns, God seems like a fade in your equality.
-'Vikal'
