Awake, O Krishna awake, br the night has gone arise, br no longer laze breathe the pure air of early morn; br the cowherd-lads come and gaze at you, br and seeing you asleep, br depart as swarms of bumblebees br fly from the lotus clusters. br br O darling boy, br dark as the tamala, br if you don't believe me, br open your large eyes br and see for yourself.