I am a poor, wretched, And, in the future, as of your existence, All worldly transactions are carried on. Only, few days when we have to do some work. Only the saints understand you at your feet; Now give.
In the waters of the Godavari, Only the soiled clothes come to be cleaned; The clean ones;in a trunk, Remain far from the Godavari banks. To leave the first one please. You are the life giving waters of Godavari, I, the greatest sinners.
