Now I have fixed my thoughts on this spirit,
O Vitthala! I shall not take my pen in my
hand; what avail my worthless words?
I know, thus I shall pass all the time that is left to
me. Tuka says, I shall be turning over an empty
ladle.
O Vitthala! I shall not take my pen in my
hand; what avail my worthless words?
I know, thus I shall pass all the time that is left to
me. Tuka says, I shall be turning over an empty
ladle.