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madhurA nagarilO challa nammabOnu dAri viDumu krishNA krishNA ||
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Oh Krishna, I am on my way to Madhura city to sell buttermilk. Please let me go.
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mApaTi vELaku tappaka vachcheda
paTTaku kongu gaTTigAnu krishNA
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I'll certainly come to you by night. Please don't hold my saree
tightly.
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kosari kosari nAtO sarasamu lADaku
rAjamArgamidi krishNA krishNA
vraja vanitalu nAtO chEra vatturika
viDu viDu nAchEyi krishNA krishNA ||
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Oh Krishna, please don't make fun of me mischivously on this public road. Now the other cowherd women will be joining me. Please leave my hand and let me go.
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