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Surdas - The InvigoratingSurdas - The Invigorating
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Awake, O Krishna awake, the night has gone arise, no longer laze breathe the pure air of early morn; the cowherd-lads come and gaze at you, and seeing you asleep, depart as swarms of bumblebees fly from the lotus clusters. O darling boy, dark as the tamala, if you don`t believe me, open your large eyes and see for yourself.
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