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To this neglected land of [[:wikipedia:Braj|Braja]],{{#tag:ref|Kanpur, where this song was given, lies on the outskirts of Braja. At the time when this song was given (1984), the entire geo-cultural area of Braja was in disrepair due to long neglect. That is still the case today.|group="nb"}}
O lord,
Oh Demon-Slayer,{{#tag:ref|Murá (মুরা) was a general of King Narakasura, who attacked Dvaraka, the capital of Krśńa's kingdom. According to legend, on the day before Diipavali (the new-moon day of the month of Karttik, roughly mid-October to mid-November), Krśńa's wife, Satyabhámá, defeated and killed Narakasura. However, Krśńa is credited with the earlier slaying of Narakasura's general, Murá. Hence, Krśńa is sometimes referred to as Murári (মুরারি). According to mythology, both Narakasura and Murá were demons. So, ''murári'' may be loosely translated as "slayer of demons".|group="nb"}} please do come again.
Krs'n'a,
Today the [[:wikipedia:Yamuna|Jamuna]]{{#tag:ref|The river Jamuna is closely associated with the story of Krsna in his early life as Vraja Gopal. On the stormy night of Krsna's birth, the Jamuna is said to have parted and made way for Krsna's father, Vasudeva, carrying Krsna to safety. Moreover, Krsna and his childhood friends used to play on the banks of the Jamuna.|group="nb"}} flows not upstream,
Muma'ri,
Nor does Your sweet flute resound there.
to this forgotten land of vraja,
come again!


Under the [[:wikipedia:Neolamarckia cadamba|kadam tree]], no play happens
Today, the yamuna' river
Of the Braja boys with Yourself.
does not flow a reverse flow.
The dairymaids in fear of butter's theft,
A sweet flute is not being there played any longer.
No longer do they hide their goblets;
But till now nonetheless, they feel deeply
You are always theirs only.


In markets of cosmetics on the banks of Jamuna,
Below the kadamba tree,
In groves of [[:wikipedia:Cinnamomum tamala|bay-leaf trees]] upon the Gokul paths,
the children of vraja today do not play with you.
The milkmaid's daughter, face encased by ''[[:wikipedia:Dupatta|orna]]'',
 
Regarding Thee does she ask?
Due to fear that their butter might be stolen,
the milkmaids no longer cover their pots.
 
And yet, even today,
in their hearts,
they firmly know
that you belong to them only.
 
On the banks of the yamuna' river,
in the markets of beauty,
within the arbour of tama'l trees,
on the path of gokul,
the milkmaids have kept their face covered
to think about you only.
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