रधे निगद निजम् गद मुलम्
AI-निर्मित अनुवाद — समीक्षा लंबित
Now You throw far away the beautiful, soft, and splendid silk bodice that eclipses a host of red purandara gopa insects,
You no longer rejoice in betel nuts scented with ground camphor. You scatter the peerless campaka garland and throw away the jewel in Your hair.
Friend, Your restless heart is light as a cotton swab. Pierced by a lance, it yearns to enjoy with the eternal Supreme Personality of Godhead.