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chinni SiSuvu chinni SiSuvu
ennaDu chooDamamma iTuvanTi SiSuvu ||
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Little child, Little child. We can never see such a child.
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| C 1 |
tOyampu kurula tODa toogETi Sirasu, chinta
kAyala vanTi jaDala gamula tODa
mrOyuchunna kanakapu muvvala pAdAla tODa
pAyaka yaSOda venTa pArADu SiSuvu ||
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His hair is like black cloud. He is toddler with plaited hair, moving prettily. He wears golden anklets with tinkling bells. He never leaves Yasoda and always follows her.
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| C 2 |
muddula vrELLa tODa meravanga yungarAla
niddapu chEtula paiDi boddula tODa
addapu chekkula toDa appalaninanta
gaddinchi yaSOda mEnu kougilinchu Sisuvu ||
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His fingers shine with rings. He wears a set of bracelets on his tender wrists. His cheeks are mirror-like. He begs Yasoda for sweets. When Yasoda chides, he embraces her.
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| C 3 |
balupaina poTTa meedi pAla chArala tODa
nuli vEDi venna tinna nori tODa
chelagi nEDidE vachchi Sri VenkaTAdripai
nilichi lOkamu lella nilipina Sisuvu ||
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Traces of milk-stripes are on his fat belly. His mouth is shabby with warm butter. This divine child descended on Venkatadri gloriously to protect the world.
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