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Gimme that moon to play with

`Gimme that moon to play with, Ma! Gimme those stars!
Gimme those clusters and stuff them all in my pocket!’

He flushes, he cries, he stares at the moon
Jasoda wipes his tears, ‘Don’t be so crazy, Kanha!
The moon is far up in the sky! There are kids in every house,
You alone don’t seem to have any sense!’
`Gimme that moon to play with, Ma! Gimme those stars!
Gimme those clusters and stuff them all in my pocket!’

Taking water in a bowl, she showed him the moon
And consoled Narsaiyya’s Lord!
`Gimme that moon to play with, Ma! Gimme those stars!
Gimme those clusters and stuff them all in my pocket!’

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Narsinh Mehta

Narsinh Mehta, also known as Narsi Mehta or Narsi Bhagat , was a 15th-century poet-saint of Gujarat, India, notable as a bhakta, an exponent of Vaishnava poetry. He is especially revered in Gujarati literature, where he is acclaimed as its Adi Kavi (Sanskrit for "first among poets"). His bhajan Vaishnav Jan To was Mahatma Gandhi's favourite and has become synonymous with him.  more…

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