Bhule Bhule Re Dohara Rupe

bhule bhule re domhara rupe nayana bhule kanaka-latika ra-i tamala-kole

Lost, utterly lost -- my eyes are lost in the beauty of these two; the golden creeper, Radha, rests against the tamala tree.

bija-i bane bane bhrama-i duhu dumhara kandhe sobhe dumhara bahu

They wander together through forest after forest; upon each other's shoulders their arms rest in beauty.

dipa-samipe yena indranila mani jalada jadayala yena saudamini

They are like a sapphire and a glistening lamp. They are like a monsoon cloud and lightning.

kasite kasila nahe kundana hema tulana dibara nahi dumhara prema

not even gold refined and polished on a touchstone -- nothing at all can be compared to the love of these two.

badane badana dite madana jage alingana diya syama kiba dhana mage

As face meets face, Cupid himself awakens; embracing her, what treasure could dark Krishna still ask for?

canda upare canda piye rasa sudha gobinda-dasa kahe na bhangila ksudha

Moon drinks the nectar of moon in that rasa; Govinda Dasa says, still their hunger for each other is never satisfied.