O Singer

To the other side of life lead me on, O Singer, to the other side of life.
Sing again, that song that made me forget all pain and joy,
Weave for me with your song the abode of Beatitude.
When the fetters of Maya
are there no more,
when desires and expectations
are all gone,
then show me, O Singer,
that Blissful World.
What did I bring? What shall I carry forth? When I shall remain forgotten then why my painful cry?

Make me forget, O Singer, the cry of my heart !