Maa used to worship Krishna
Krishna… an elfish institute
A magician in symphony of flute
Krishna… the crown with peacock’s feather
A wizard who creates and devastates altogether
Krishna… Vishnu’s eighth incarnation
The God of religious rejuvenation
Maa took me to his temple
A temple with placid musical vibes
A temple with his so-called dancing wives
Their faces were calm but movements were vigorous
Their love for Krishna was pure and mysterious
That night I saw a nightmare
Beasts full of lust were roaming here and there
I got scared
But then he came and took away all my fears
I just saw his magnificent silhouette
It was enough to make me his devotee
That night this Myra broke all the laws
And got married to supremo Shri Krishna
My father gave me in a treaty
I was forced to marry an emperor as he found me pretty
My devotion for Krishna was still the same
All days I just took his name
The emperor died in a war, but I was at peace
This world looked at me as widow, but I was wife of an immortal Devashish
I was forced to embrace the fire
But I chose to dance in Krishna’s empire
Poison became elixir, I could walk on water like land
When it comes to Krishna even snakes become garland
Protection of Krishna was always with me
But his love… he kept vindicating
All I wanted was him
I wanted my sire to fulfill my desires
This longing ignites the inner fire
And tonight this Myra… your so-called wife will dance
I’ll dance until these anklets are torn apart
I’ll dance until your flute doesn’t start
I’ll dance until you accept my heart
I’ll dance until this so-called wife becomes your heart…
I’ll dance until this so-called wife becomes your heart…
