E Dhani Mohe Na Karu Aru Chanda

e dhani mohe na karu aru chanda janala bhetali syamara chanda

This woman can no longer settle to any other activity; it seems she has already met the moon-like Shyama in her mind.

nisasi niharasi phutala kadamba kara-tale badana saghana abalamba

She sighs deeply, gazing into the distance; the kadamba flower has blossomed, and her face rests heavily, again and again, upon the palm of her hand.

ksane tanu modasi kari kata bhanga abirala pulaka mukula bharu anga

Every moment her body twists into some new posture; without pause, gooseflesh rises in tiny buds across her limbs.

bhaba ki gopasi gopata na raha-i maramaka bedana badane saba kaha-i

However much she tries to hide her inner feeling, it will not stay hidden; the pain of her heart tells itself completely upon her face.

yatane nibarasi nayanake lola gadagada sabade kahasi adha bola

With great effort she restrains her restless eyes; in a voice choked with feeling she speaks only broken, half-formed words.

ana chale anga nayana chale pantha saghane gatagati karasi ekanta

Under one pretext her limbs move, under another her eyes wander toward the path; again and again, alone, she paces back and forth.

dure rahu gurujana-gauraba laja gobinda-dasa kaha padala akaja

Let the reverence and shame owed to her elders remain far away — Govinda Dasa says she has fallen into deep trouble.