You may not take notice of me



You may not take notice of me
But do come to me

I am a sacrifice unto you
Do come to me

I’ve looked around in fields and forest
There is none like you
Do come to me

Cowherd you are to others
You are my faith, my beau
Do come to me

Leaving my parents, I am tied to you,
Oh Shah Inayat, my beloved teacher
Do come to me

Bulleh enterd the great palace
And had a spledid treat
What have we gained in the world
A black face and blue feet?

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