Avajnaya Bhartur Maha Ghora

avajnaya bhartur maha-ghora-dandam guror bhasitam ca vyatikramya candam nisedhoddhuraam kinkarim aksipanti hare krsna natheti bala japanti

Disregarding her husband's terrible, dreadful punishment, and transgressing the harsh words of her elder, casting aside the maidservant who tried fiercely to restrain her, she goes forth repeating aloud, "O Hari! O Krishna! O my Lord!"

rasan-megha-jale tadidbhih karale galad-varidhare durantandhakare milad-bhuri-dose sakhi me pradose prayanaya lajjam anadrtya sajja

In the thick rainclouds terrible with lightning, streaming with rain, in the boundless darkness, in this evening dense with gathering perils, my friend, disregarding shame, is ready to set out.

adurollasad-bhallukarabdha-yuddham valad-dandasukavali-bhoga-ruddham samantad dhvanad-vayasarati-bhimam rasotphullam ullanghya kantara-simam

"She happily went to the noisy boundary of the jungle, where not far away were many jumping, fighting monkeys, slithering snakes with raised hoods, and fearful, howling owls. She entered a beautiful cottage of flowering vines and, eager, simple and pure-hearted, She cut many flowers with Her fingernails and made for You a bed as white as foam.

pravisyanavadyam lata-geha-madhyam dhrtautsukya-cakra nisargad avakra nakhagra-pralunaih su-gandhi-prasunaih payah-phena-kalpam vyadhatteha talpam

she entered the flawless midst of a bower of creepers, her eagerness unwavering, her nature ever guileless, and there prepared a bed resembling foam upon water, made of fragrant flowers plucked with her own fingertips.

praniteksaneyam muhus te padavyam dadhana mukunda sprham navya-navyam alabdham tatas tvam avetyati-khinna babhuva prasunesu-banair vibhinna

She, Mukunda, kept her eyes fixed again and again upon your path, cherishing an ever-fresh longing; but then, understanding you had not come, she grew utterly distressed, pierced through by the flower-arrows of Cupid.

sukanthi satheyam bhajanti prajalpam muhur bhavayanti nimesam ca kalpam cakaradya kunje batalabdha-kame sakhi jagaram sambhramad ekika me

This sweet-voiced girl, deceived, kept indulging in restless chatter, feeling each passing moment stretch into an age; today, in the bower, my friend spent the whole night awake alone, agitated, her hoped-for union unattained.

aho bhagyam adya prapanno 'si sadyas tvam asminn agare yad aran murare sakhi-vrnda-drstir dhrtananda-vrstir babhuvatta-rangam vilokya tvad-angam

What great fortune -- you have finally arrived at once in this bower nearby, O Murari! The gaze of the sakhis, raining down joy, became filled with delight upon beholding your form.

dukulasya laksmim samantad visalam asau viksya pitasya te malli-mala luthanti kucodbhasi-kasmira-panke nijam pitam angam cakaradya sanke

Seeing all around the great splendour of your yellow silk garment, that jasmine garland of yours, rolling in the saffron paste glistening on her breasts, seems today, I suspect, to have made her own fair body yellow.

vikirnalakantah parisranti-kantas tava vyakta-tandrah sphuraty asya-candrah krtananga-yagam vibhaktanga-ragam nakhankali-patram tathedam ca gatram

Your moon-like face, its locks disheveled, its beauty weary, shows plainly your drowsiness; and this body of hers, its cosmetic markings disturbed, bears the marks of nails, a testimony to the sacrifice offered to Cupid.

sphurad-bandhujiva-prasunapta-sangam parispardhamano vilasena bhrngam mudam kasya bimbadharas tena raktah karoty ujjvalam kajjalenadya saktah

Rivalling in its sport the bee that clings to the radiant bandhujiva flower, whose delight does her bimba-red lower lip, reddened by that contact and now brightened with smeared collyrium, arouse today?

alam deva divyena jane bhavantam sada radhikayam ati-premavantam alindat kuru tvam mamadhi-prabhatam drutam gopa-kanya-bhujanga prayatam

Enough, my Lord, of these divine oaths -- I know well that you are always deeply in love with Radhika. Now quickly leave this veranda and set forth, O philanderer among the cowherd maidens, and put an end to my anxiety this dawn.

iti prema-garbham samakarnya sarvam tada radhikali-giram ratna-mali haris tosa-bharam sa vindann aparam sada me mahistam vidhattam abhistam

Having heard all these words filled with love from Radhika's dear friend, Hari, wearing his jewelled garland, felt boundless satisfaction; may he always grant me my cherished desire.

nayanerita-manasabhu-visikhah sirasi pracala-pracalaka-sikhah murali-dhvanibhih surabhi svarayan pasupi-viraha-vyasanam tirayan

Shooting arrows of Cupid through his glances, the peacock feather trembling upon his crown, filling the fragrant air with the sound of his flute, ending the anguish of separation felt by the cowherd girls --

parito janani-paritosakarah sakhi lampatayann akhilam bhuvanam taruni-hrdayam karuni vidadhat taralam sarale kara-lambi-gunah

gladdening his mothers on every side, my friend, making a wanton of the entire universe, rendering the hearts of young women restless and full of longing, his bowstring hanging loosely at his side --

divasoparame paramollasitah kalasastani he vilasad-dhasitah atasi-kusumam vihasan mahasa harini-kulam akulayan sahasa

as the day draws to its close, greatly jubilant, O full-breasted one, his laughter playful and radiant, his splendour mocking even the flax flower, he suddenly throws the herds of does into confusion --

pranayi-pravanah subhaga-sravana- pracalan-makarah sa-sakhi-prakarah madayann amarir bhramayan bhramarir milita katibhih sikhinam tatibhih

inclined with love, his shark-shaped earrings swaying at his lovely ears, surrounded by his troop of friends, maddening even the wives of the demigods, setting the bees whirling, joined by flocks of peacocks --

ayam ujjvalayan vrajabhu-saranim ramayan kramanair mrdubhir dharanim ajire militah kalita-pramade harir udvijase tad api pramade

he, illuminating the very pathway of Vraja, delighting the earth with his soft footsteps, has now arrived in the courtyard, full of joy -- O joyful one, do you still feel anxious?

vada ma parusam hrdaye na rusam racaya tvam atas cala vibhramatah udite mihika-kirane na hi ka rabhasad ayi tam bhajate dayitam

Speak no harsh word, hold no anger in your heart; now, dear one, go to him with playful grace -- for when the cool, moonlike one has risen, does not every woman eagerly go at once to her beloved?

kalaya tvaraya vilasat-sicayah prasaraty abhito yuvati-nicayah nidadhati harir nayanam saranau tava viksipa sa-pranayam caranau

See how, in haste, the flock of young women with their fluttering garments spreads out all around; Hari fixes his eyes upon your path -- cast your loving glance, and move your feet toward him.

iti tam upadisya tada sva-sakhim lalita kila manitaya vimukhim anayat prasabhad iva yam javatah kurutat sa harir bhavikam bhavatah

Thus instructing her own friend, who out of feigned pride had turned away, Lalita then led her almost forcibly, swiftly, to Krishna -- may that same Hari grant you all good fortune.