Let me give my all to him, before I am asked, whom the world offers its all.
When I came to him for my gifts, I was not afraid;
And I will not fear, when I come to him, to give up what I have.
The morning accepts his gold with songs, the evening pays him back the debt of gold and is glad.
The joy of the blooming flower comes to fruit with shedding of its leaves.
Hasten, my heart, and spend yourself in love, before the day is done.
Minstrel, why is Chandra still absent?
Minstrel
Don't you know that he has gone?
Gone?—Where?
Minstrel
He said, I shall go and conquer him.
Whom?
Minstrel
The One who is feared by all. He said, "Why else am I young?"