О Махараджа Парикшит, пока пастушки, в сердцах которых не было никого, кроме Кришны, завтракали в лесу, а их телята, привлеченные зеленой травой, забрели далеко в лесную чащу.

O Mahārāja Parīkṣit, while the cowherd boys, who knew nothing within the core of their hearts but Kṛṣṇa, were thus engaged in eating their lunch in the forest, the calves went far away, deep into the forest, being allured by green grass.