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"Invisible, smiling face,
knowing my sorrow,
won't you protect me?
You who lifted the Govardhana Hill,
Your councilors cannot fail
To remind you of your duty for me
Could the King of Birds
Who obey your every command
Refuse to bring you to me?
Might he say, 'the earth where you live
Is too far from the sky'
You are a great soul
Whose comfort and protection
Offer solace to the universe
To whom else can I voice my unhappiness?
I can't bear your tricks
Come to me."