She's a goddess
Her beauty divine
She talks to me in my subconscious
She pulls me out of the darkness
Clad in a white saree
She rests on her white lotus
From there, she spreads truth and knowledge for free
Her loyal companions, the pure swan and the majestic peacock follow her closely
An ancient instrument lays on her lap
From it, emerges a sweet melody
As her slender fingers
Tenderly pluck the strings of her veena
Oh my celestial Devi!
I know of your power believe me

