yosa-ganena vara-dadhni vimathyamane ghosalayesu dadhimanthana-tivraghosah, rosat kalim vidadhate kakubhas ca kumbhah sesadri-sekhara-vibho! tava suprabhatam. While the womenfolk in the hamlet of Cowherds churn the fine curds, the high sounds emanating from the pots and their echoes, make the appearance as if the pots and the (eight) directions are engaged in quarrels. Lord of Seshachala! May it be an auspicious dawn to Thee. 
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