Trancadental bliss, knock every door,
Chant with me, so we implore;
Seek my Krishna our hearts adore,
Delivering from Maya’s net we tore.
We chant we all with yearning heat,
As we feel Madhava dance in beat,
Jumping we know on our feet,
Wake up, Wake up, Get out of seat!
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