Текст песни Нанда Бихари дас - Прошу Тебя не отпускай

I beg you not to let go

Painting with black watercolor painted doors
Adding a black background is a black house
The fog of a fraud is coming down
Closing the rays of the sun with unwanted offspring

Having sprinkled drops of pure water on a drawn divorce
Through the dripping haze one can look inside
In the realm of darkness, as in the realm of darkness, the souls together and alone
Chewed reed all chew aspiring to the peak

In the depths of the fire burning attracting to the sight
A stupid red butterfly prepared to fly
Sleepily wings spreads very slowly takes off
And where the light flies to the fire burns

Even after hearing the story of an unfamiliar external force
As a magnet pulls inside more and more of the fire-grave
But the Supreme Comptroller has given enormous power
Returns from the painting where the water divorced the water

I beg you not to let go
The roads are raining all the time
Locks of door openings close