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#dl##dd#muralīra kala-dhvani, madhura garjana śuni',#/dd#
#dd#vṛndāvane nāce mayūra-caya#/dd#
#dd#akalaṅka pūrṇa-kala, lāvaṇya-jyotsnā jhalamala,#/dd#
#dd#citra-candrera tāhāte udaya#/dd##/dl#
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muralīra — of the flute; kala-dhvani — the low vibration; madhura — sweet; garjana — thundering; śuni — hearing; vṛndāvane — in Vṛndāvana; nāce — dance; mayūra-caya — the peacocks; akalaṅka — spotless; pūrṇa-kala — the full moon; lāvaṇya — beauty; jyotsnā — light; jhalamala — glittering; citra-candrera — of the beautiful moon; tāhāte — in that; udaya — the rising.
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"The luster of Kṛṣṇa's body is as beautiful as a spotless full moon that has just risen, and the vibration of His flute sounds exactly like the sweet thundering of a newly formed cloud. When the peacocks in Vṛndāvana hear that vibration, they all begin to dance.
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#h4##span class="mw-headline" id="TEXT_67"#TEXT 67#/span##/h4#
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#dl##dd#muralīra kala-dhvani, madhura garjana śuni',#/dd#
#dd#vṛndāvane nāce mayūra-caya#/dd#
#dd#akalaṅka pūrṇa-kala, lāvaṇya-jyotsnā jhalamala,#/dd#
#dd#citra-candrera tāhāte udaya#/dd##/dl#
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muralīra — of the flute; kala-dhvani — the low vibration; madhura — sweet; garjana — thundering; śuni — hearing; vṛndāvane — in Vṛndāvana; nāce — dance; mayūra-caya — the peacocks; akalaṅka — spotless; pūrṇa-kala — the full moon; lāvaṇya — beauty; jyotsnā — light; jhalamala — glittering; citra-candrera — of the beautiful moon; tāhāte — in that; udaya — the rising.
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"The luster of Kṛṣṇa's body is as beautiful as the glow of a spotless full moon that has just risen, and the vibration of His flute sounds exactly like the sweet thundering of a newly formed cloud. When the peacocks in Vṛndāvana hear that vibration, they all begin to dance.
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