Song 96

In plain words

Will You not take me as Your own, Sathya Sai Baba? With my tears I have washed Your feet, Baba. Wherever I look, it is Your form; from whatever lips I hear, it is Your Name. You have shown the path that brings auspiciousness, O Embodiment of Śānti who came forth on the earth. Will You not take me as Your own, Sathya Sai Baba? With my tears I have washed Your feet, Baba. Behind the waves of my tears, the curtains of ripples, I cannot keep watch for You; I have begged You to show compassion. I am ready to offer body and mind; accept them, accept them, Baba. Will You not take me as Your own, Sathya Sai Baba? With my tears I have washed Your feet, Baba. Some anguish in my heart: why this strange trial for me? With all my heart I have offered worship; joyfully I make the offering of myself. Will You not take me as Your own, Sathya Sai Baba? With my tears I have washed Your feet, Baba. Who is there to save me but You, but You, O Raghuvara, Raghuvara? Who is there to save me but You, O Raghuvara? Your lotus feet, Your lotus feet, I cannot let go, O Abode of compassion. Who is there to save me? Ā ā! Caraṇam 1: O You adored by the Four-faced One and the rest, why this neglect of me, sir? O You adored by the Four-faced One and the rest, why this neglect of me, sir? O You adored by the Four-faced One and the rest, why this neglect of me, sir? take away the care of me who cannot praise Your story, grant me boons, and quickly take away the care of me who cannot praise Your story, grant me boons, and quickly Your lotus feet, Your lotus feet, I cannot let go, O Abode of compassion. Who is there to save me? Ā ā! Lord of Sītā, have You no affection for me? Lord of Sītā, have You no affection for me? You whose feet the Son of the Wind worships, can You not hear my cries? Are You not the Vāsudeva who gloriously saved the King of Elephants? Are You not the Vāsudeva who gloriously saved the King of Elephants? Are You not the Vāsudeva who gloriously saved the King of Elephants? Wipe away all my sin, hold my hand firmly, and never let go. Your lotus feet, Your lotus feet, I cannot let go, O Abode of compassion. Who is there to save me? Ā ā! Who is there to save me? Ā ā! Rāma, protect me; Rāma, protect me. With Prema, O Delight of the worlds, Rāma, protect me. In the ant, in Brahmā, in Śiva, Keśava and the rest, in the ant, in Brahmā, in Śiva, Keśava and the rest, in the ant, in Brahmā, in Śiva, Keśava and the rest, Rāma, who guards all with overflowing Prema, protect me. Pallavi Rāma, protect me, with Prema, O Delight of the worlds; Anupallavi in the ant, in Brahmā, in Śiva, Keśava and the rest, You who shine with overflowing Prema, who bear that title, Lord of Sītā, Caraṇam not running into debt wherever one turns for the sake of praise, not swollen with pride, living free of wrong deeds: Lord of Sītā, praised by Tyāgarāja.