Worldly worshipers who have come to worship Lord Tilak,
Roli, and flowers,
I have worshiped them
! So far from the coals.
Angar, Vibhushan,
who come to drink their electricity
, the
consciousness is filled in the flame of the sleeping crests .
His crown, which dissolves, with lightest
hunkers,
flashes the light,
whose rosary is in the world .
The warrior's warriors
who become stunning,
they are not intense , they do not give the
answer to poison poison.
Angar necklace is theirs, those who
hear their time stop,
where the orders are given,
history bends over.
Roli, and flowers,
I have worshiped them
! So far from the coals.
Angar, Vibhushan,
who come to drink their electricity
, the
consciousness is filled in the flame of the sleeping crests .
His crown, which dissolves, with lightest
hunkers,
flashes the light,
whose rosary is in the world .
The warrior's warriors
who become stunning,
they are not intense , they do not give the
answer to poison poison.
Angar necklace is theirs, those who
hear their time stop,
where the orders are given,
history bends over.
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