On bent knees I am, come to me for my heart has a sore therein
How can one tread on this path of love when the beloved is away
What then do you call this life that is sterile?

Come fill this barren heart with the warmth of your breathe therein
So my cold corrupted heart will feel the warmth that went away
Oh come,come so mine heart will be fertile

This heartless and seductive woman ravaged my heart with fake love
Come, Yaa Rabb repair my heart,your glorious...