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mahaneeya namassulivE manninchi gaikonavE ||
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Oh revered Ganesa, please accept my humble salutations.
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| A.P. |
iha bAdhalanella bApu tuhinAchalaja kumAra ||
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You obliterate our worldly afflictions. You are the son of Parvati the daughter of Himalayas.
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| C |
sahanamu lEmichE ripulu sajjanulanu
himsimpa sAhasinchina gAnee
sakala vighna nASakuDai sadA muraLeegAna su
khuDavai jayada biruda dhara ||
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Innocent people are tortured by wicked ones due to envy. But you destroy every evil act. Murali's music always pleases you. You are known as bestower of success.
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