Cv
Why build mountains taller than neighbour’s hills
Creating valleys of troubles and sufferings down
Waste not time building and measuring hills and valleys
Haste, fight from the heights privations in the depths
Cvi
Bless us build a garden in the heights far above the soil
With witherless flowers of love-scenting eternal bliss
Make all six stages of our life a pleasant experience
Like flooding Ganges in all six seasons round the year
Cvii
I am thankful to you, my lord, for making the earth an inn
Comfortable and pleasant for us to come and go
I confide my aspirations to you to let prevail on earth
Shanti, the eternal peace to make life a pleasant journey
Cviii
Lead us, my lord, from dreadful darkness to light
Turn us from the worthless to the worthiest ever
Ferry us, as the nectar, from mortality to immortality
Across the life between ignorance and realities
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