Seven Seas occupies my heart, I will raise tides from heart

I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved.


I will recite the words of spell and blow towards the Sun to light it.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved.


Black clouds will be the Kajal of my eyes; I will set fire with my eyebrows.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved


If I have nothing else to do so I will return and twist my youthful body to attract my beloved.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved.


Seven Seas occupies my heart, I will raise tides from heart,
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved


I will become lighting in order to terrify and I will thunder like clouds.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved
Instead of Hermal (seeds) I will throw stars in the stove of Love and I will inflame the fiery Sun.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved


Neither am I wedded nor will a maiden but I will mother a Son on my lap
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved


By sitting on the path of non material world, I will blow the horn.
I will use enchanting and superstitious tricks to win over my Beloved