Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam

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TRANSLATION

Your poor mother, having lost her son, cries for You like a kurarī bird. She is overwhelmed with love for her child, just like a cow that has lost its calf.

PURPORT

This verse has not purport by Hṛdayānanda, humble servant of His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Svāmī Prabhupāda.



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