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Translation
It was a full-moon night when you came. The clouds were playing hide-and-seek with the moon. The nebulae in the distant skies were stippled with sandalpaste. A newly hatched gosling seemed to have lost its way
Many a moonlit night came and went while the seat of the heart remained vacant! The sound of your footsteps was heard, and the heart filled with nectar. That gosling returned, and recognized the path.