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mElukO SrungArarAya mETi madanagOpAla
mElukOve nApAli minchina nidhAnamA ||
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Oh Madana Gopala, please wake up. You are the most beautiful lord. You are my precious treasure.
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sandaDinchE gOpikala javvana vanamulOna
kanduva dirigE madagajamavu
indumukhi satyabhAma hrudaya padmamulOni
gandhamu mariginaTTi ganDu tummeda ||
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You are majestic amidst young Gopikas like king elephant in forest.You are fond of the lotus-heart of Satyabhama like a bee is fond of pollen on lotus. Her face is beautiful like moon.
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gatigooDi rukmiNi kougiTi panjaramulO
ratimuddu gulikETi rAchiluka
satulu padAruvEla janTa kannu kaluvalaku
itavai poDimina nA indubimbamA ||
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You are in the embrace of loving Rukmini like a parrot in cage. You are the moon for the lotus-like eyes of your sixteen thousand consorts.
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varusa kolanilOni vAri channu konDalapai
nirati vAlina nA neelamEghamA
sirinuramuna mOchi Sri vEnkaTAdri meeda
garima varAlichchE kalpataruvA ||
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Oh Madana Gopala, You are like beautiful blue cloud spreading on mountains resembling the breasts of Gopikas in lake. You have Sri Lakshmi on your chest. You established yourself on Venkatadri like wish-fulfilling "Kalpataru" to bestow boons.
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