surya mukhi hai mukhda tera
bijli si teri chitwan nain kamal hai
jisne tera rup banaya
dekh ke tujhko khud sarmaya
kaise kahu mai kya tu hai
tu bas tu hai tu bas tu hai
surya mukhi hai mukhda tera

Your face, a sunflower, turned to light,
Eyes flash like lightning, lotus blooms alight.
The one who shaped your form, in awe did bend,
And blushed, beholding beauty without end.
How can I name what you possess, what grace?
You simply *are*, within this sacred space.
Your face, a sunflower, seeks the sun's embrace.