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(1282)  Tomar phele asa carandhuli

The ancient dust from Your feet,
This dust of Brajabhumi,
Their heads to touch, they come running
Even now, the devotees.^[1]

Krsna, I do love Thee;
I laugh and cry for Your glory.
The flora and fauna are charmed;
In Your name, they still dance presently.

That story goes untold,
Unbearable its sorrow.
This Vrndavan without Mohan,^[2]
Even so, in mind He's still enthroned.

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