Original Marathi from the Tukaram Gatha
मराठी मूळ
विठ्ठला विठ्ठला । कंठ आळवितां फुटला ॥1॥
कइप कृपा करिसी नेणें । मज दीनाचें धांवणें ॥ध्रु.॥
जाल्या येरझारा । जन्मां बहुतांचा फेरा ॥2॥
तुका ह्मणे नष्टा । अबोलण्या तुझ्या चेष्टा ॥3॥
Tukaram Gatha (Marathi Wikisource)
English Translation
Vitthal, Vitthal! My throat has cracked from calling out to You. When will You show mercy? I do not know. Come running to this wretched one. Many rounds of coming and going, many births have I endured. Says Tuka, O scoundrel, this silence of Yours is just one of Your tricks.
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Longing and Separation
Cries from the dark night of the soul: remonstrances, complaints, and desperate yearning.
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