Book of Morals- 3

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Scriptures’re our guiding light,
Wives our homes’ delight;
Harvest’s our labor’s fruit,
Wealth and Pelf this World’s root!
O’ Raadhaa Raadhey Shyam!

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Loaded with fruits, boughs bend,
Laden with rain, clouds descend,
Filled with Love the wise befriend;
For kind deeds where is the end?
O’ Raadhaa Raadhey Shyam!

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Dreaming sans Doing,
Drinking sans Dining,
Fasting sans Feasting;
Is Flirting sans Futtering!
O’ Raadhaa Raadhey Shyam!

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