Bewitched I am beloved, with your many charms;
That's why my beloved, I wish to die, in your loving arms.
Feel your heartbeats , I wish to, holding there my face
Imagine I can, how quickly my own heart will race.
Love is eternal, it never dies, believe this I do;
Asks Radha, "Kanhai, come back to me, when will you?"
HAPPY JANMASHTAMI
Armin Dutia Motashaw
