Be still, be still, O moon, do not make the dawn yet, <br />The life of my life has come to my home! <br />It is after hundreds of millions of lives of penance, <br />That I have attained my Vitthal, my love! <br />Be still, be still, O moon, do not make the dawn yet, <br />The life of my life has come to my home! <br /> <br />The chatak sweetly sings, `pee yoo! pee yoo! ' and cuckoo too sings in honeyed notes, <br />I implore you O rooster, herald not the break of the day! <br />Be still, be still, O moon, do not make the dawn yet, <br />The life of my life has come to my home! <br /> <br />The moon adorns the moonlight like a tree adorning the entwined creeper, <br />And just as the earthen pots adorn the swan-gaited maids, <br />Govind adorns the milk-white girls. <br />Be still, be still, O moon, do not make the dawn yet, <br />The life of my life has come to my home! <br /> <br />The sea is adorned by the surging waves; <br />The waves are adorned by the wavelets, <br />And gopis adorn our Govind! <br />It is pleasing for Narsinh to attain his lord <br />And for the gopi to adorn Govind! <br />Be still, be still, O moon, do not make the dawn yet, <br />The life of my life has come to my home!<br /><br />Narsinh Mehta<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/be-still-be-still-o-moon-do-not-make-the-dawn-yet/
