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Radhashtami
Taking me to Barsana,
The birthplace of Radha
Where Radha was born
To Vrishabhanu and Kirtida
But the Puranic stories and folktales
Tell it mythically and mystically
The coming of her
Wrapped and folded in a golden lotus
Of the pond found by them
A saga never to be unravelled,
You are my life, Radha, you are my life and blood, Radha,
This murali breaks for you, tunes it melodiously for you,
O you are, you are, my life, Radha
And dolls beautiful, the idols of Radha and Krishna
Dressed in different costumes,
Shining and silken costumes
Looking so beautiful and lovely
Small idols of different materials
Radhe-Radhe, Jai Radhe-Radhe,
Let the mind get lifted to Radha-Radha,
Let glory be to her,
Let she bless us,
Let love purge us.
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