If these men cut my head off, yet my tongue
shall speak of no other. I entreat all my
senses, not to turn away from Panduranga. Let
me hear of no other, let me see no other than thee.
Let my spirit rest ever at Thy feet, attached to the
one God. Come, O hands and feet, be this your
task, to salute Vitthoba. Tuka says, What shall
alarm you? Our champion is Narayana.
shall speak of no other. I entreat all my
senses, not to turn away from Panduranga. Let
me hear of no other, let me see no other than thee.
Let my spirit rest ever at Thy feet, attached to the
one God. Come, O hands and feet, be this your
task, to salute Vitthoba. Tuka says, What shall
alarm you? Our champion is Narayana.