Raga ANgelo

Songs of the rivers flowing down the Godavari river,
Sunlight rising, throwing less than i anticipate,
The clouds grow thicker, the winds move slower,
Dark like the beginning of that rainy day, sometime in the past.

Long has it been, since my mind has visited that forbidden memory,
Past, are they, dark as this rainy day, like the music of sweet rhythms of the flute,
Outside my window as I look, I find the rain gods unleashing their fury,
The Perfect sight, The perfect moment for my conscience to elude.

Reason enough to tell you, my falling in love again,
To an angel, her speech like the divine providence,
Watch her smile, you want to devote your life to make her happy over and over again,
Her sweet aroma, like the purest honey, as pure as the flower essence.

Listening to her is the reason why I live, and I don't speak,
The sweetest Flute runs dry, but i may not stop listening to her,
Her face like milk, like the clouds from the heavens, or the snowcapped everest peak,
Your eyes like mating of a thousand galaxies, looking at you, my heart beat sours.

If I may, Build a temple of imagination, to worship you, my divine Goddess of Love,
Living is a reason to love you, to adore your beauty, to feed you with the fruits of happiness,
May I be your servant, for life, worshipping your divinity for life,
Offering fresh figs and exotic drinks for your holy diet, May be I am crazy, forgive for my craziness.

Your soft touch, you bright face, Love increases each moment I look at you,
You don't know, you are so precious, so special, so Immaculate, so perfect,
The creator thought a thousand years to make a masterpiece, which personifies in you,
The Gods crave for your sight, the angels are jealous, the flowers want to smell like you, Why? Its no secret, you are perfect.

The birds want to sing like you, the sun wants to be as bright as you, the moon wants to be your eyes,
The wind blows through your hair, slowly, they move your long black hair, beauty doesn't know you are its inspiration,
Singing like they do each day, the angels sing to you, to impress you, oh Goddess,
The rain drops fall on me, like your love filling me from the outside, the inside, the raga of love is here for my fixation.

You are so far, like seven seas apart, but today i feel you even closer than myself,
Inside my temple of love singing with the flute, the veena and the tabla,
My mind sings, my heart rejoices, my eyes are dreaming and my mind is imagining,
My Goddess, Some gifts I bring forth to offer you, Me and My Love Raga.