He

He waited not for me

At the banks of the river,

He brought not for me

Garlands of scented flowers.

He spoke not to me

Of things great and small;

He brought with him

a great palanquin

Studded with gems;

He promised to make me

the Queen of his heart.

Will you please go tell him

I am no Queen?

that I have mud on my feet

and my clothes are torn ?

I have to go pick mangoes

with Kishan today ;

Will you go and tell him,

that I am no queen?

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