O wild roosterAre you cawing, cawingNear our hut?Hey Krishna. O KrishnaHey Krishna, dearest child, don’t you cryMother’s here, mother’s here, singing you to sleep.O cicadaAre you singing, singingNear our hut?Hey Krishna. O KrishnaHey Krishna, dearest child, don’t you cryMother’s here, mother’s here, singing you to sleep.O flutistAre you playing, playingNear our hut?Hey Krishna. O KrishnaHey Krishna, dearest child, don’t you cryMother’s here, mother’s here, singing you to sleep.
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