Cloth has laid hold of me; Run, Run,. O ^^ Panduranga ! Bodily sensations pass over me ; vice showers its blows upon me. Let Narayana approach and banish my evil habits. Though I was near, I have drifted far away ; O God ! take me by the hand. This is why I entreat thee time after time. Tuka says, O Panduranga, do not keep me far from thee ! 8