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These swans (haṃsa) fly away, the crook-necked birds, driven by fear;
O golden-skinned, golden-hued one — depart, Sumukha, as you please.
Abandoning me, who alone have gone into the power of the snare,
the flocks of my kinsmen go off unconcerned; why do you alone remain behind?
Fly, O best of those that fly! There is no companionship in one who is bound;
do not forfeit your freedom from affliction — depart, Sumukha, as you please.
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.