Candana Carcita Nila Kalevara

His dark body anointed with sandal paste, clad in yellow garments, wearing a garland of forest flowers, his cheeks adorned with jewelled earrings that sway in his sport, his face graced with a smile --

Here, O playful one, Hari revels among a host of enchanted young women, absorbed in amorous sport.

One cowherd girl, embracing Hari tightly with the weight of her full, heavy breasts, sings after him with deep passion, raising her voice in the high pañcama note.

Another enchanted young woman meditates intently on the lotus face of Madhusudana, which awakens love through the play of his restless, sportive eyes.

Another, full-hipped, drawing close to his cheek as if to whisper something in his ear, her hair bristling with delight, sweetly kisses her beloved.

Another, eager for the sport of love, pulls him by the hem of his garment into a lovely bower of vanjula trees on the bank of the Yamuna.

As his flute sounds sweetly, joined with the tinkling of the bracelets on her clapping hands, a young gopi intent on dancing with him in the rasa dance is praised by Hari.

He embraces one, kisses another, delights yet another in love; he gazes at another, lovelier still with her smile, and follows after yet another, a wayward beauty.

May this song of Sri Jayadeva, revealing the wondrous secret of Keshava's amorous sport so charmingly played out in the forest of Vrindavana, bestow auspiciousness and glory.