'haha krsna prana-natha vrajendra-nandana!
kahan yana kahan pana, murali-vadana!'
haha—O; krsna—My dear Krsna; prana-natha—My life and soul; vrajendra-nandana—the son of Maharaja Nanda; kahan yana—where shall I go; kahan pana—where shall I get; murali—flute; vadana—mouth.
The Lord would cry, "O My Lord Krsna, My life and soul! O son of Maharaja Nanda, where shall I go? Where shall I attain You? O Supreme Personality who plays with Your flute to Your mouth!"
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