Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
मायबापापुढें लाटिकें लेंकरूं । तैसे बोल करूं कवतुकें ॥1॥
कृपावंता घालीं प्रेमपान्हारस । वोळली वोरसे पांडुरंग ॥ध्रु.॥
नाहीं धीर खुंटी जवळी हुंबरे । ठायीं च पाखर कविळते ॥2॥
तुका ह्मणे मज होऊं नेदी सीण । कळों नेदी भिन्न आहे ऐसें ॥3॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
Like a prattling child before its parents, I speak these playful, innocent words. O compassionate one, pour out the milk of your love; Panduranga overflows with tender affection. The child has no patience and cries when the mother is near, fluttering and nestling close. Says Tuka, He does not let me grow weary, nor does He let me feel that we are ever apart.
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Devotion to Vitthal
Poems of praise, invocation, and intimate address to Lord Vitthal at Pandharpur.
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