Dekha Radha Madhava Meli

dekha rādhā-mādhava meli mūrati madana rasa-keli

Behold Radha and Madhava united -- their very forms are the embodiment of Cupid's playful mellow.

o naba jaladhara ańga iha thira bijurī-tarańga

His body is like a fresh raincloud; hers, a flash of steady lightning rippling beside it.

o bara marakata ṭhāma iha kāñcana daśabāṇa

His form is a column of fine emerald; hers, a golden image struck by Cupid's ten arrows.

o matta madhukara-rāja iha nava padiminī sāja

He is the intoxicated king of bees; she, a freshly blossomed lotus adorned for him.

o nava taruṇa tamāla iha hema yūthī rasāla

He is a young, fresh tamala tree; she, a golden jasmine vine, sweet with nectar, entwined about him.

aruṇa niyaḍe puna canda govinda-dāsa rahu dhandha

Near the red dawn glow shines the moon once more -- Govinda Dasa remains lost in wonder at this sight.