Kusumita Vrndavane Nacata Sikhi Gane

In the freshly blossoming forest of Vṛndāvana, peacocks are dancing, cuckoos are cooing, and honeybees are buzzing. In the company of my dear fellow maidservants, I will proceed to the charming bower-cottage while singing and walking along playfully.

Oh! My most cherished desires will be fulfilled! With great curiosity, I will behold the Divine Couple as They arrive with a very slow and majestic gait, Their limbs full of thrill-bumps that look just like flowerbuds.

Rādhikā is surrounded by Her confidential girlfriends, and upon receiving the hint of Her glancing eyes, I will take up a comb in my hand and come near. Combing out Her long and curling locks, I will tie them up in a fascinating and variegated hairstyle.

I will anoint all Her limbs with musk and sandalwood, and fit enchanting necklaces in place. I will paint tilak designs on Her forehead with sandalwood paste mixed with kuṅkum powder, and then gaze upon Her nectar-bestowing moonlike face.

With great care I will wrap Her form in fine blue silken cloth, and place jingling jewelled anklets upon Her feet. Pouring water from a pitcher, I will wash Her reddish feet, then dry them with my own hair.

I will spread out fresh flower petals to make a nice couch, and I will lay the Couple down to rest. Taking a white chāmara whisk, I will fan Them with soft gentle breezes to relieve Their fatigued limbs.

Going to the jewelled storage box filled with betel nuts scented with camphor, I will take some out and lift them to Their mouths. Afterwards, receiving some of the nuts that are further scented with the nectar of Their lips, I will chew with greatly captivated attention.

O my beloved spiritual master! O ocean of mercy! O Lokanāth Goswāmī, friend of the poor! Please heed your fallen servant! Narottama Dāsa now begs for the gift of Rādhā and Kṛṣṇa, Vṛndāvana, and the confidential priya-narma-sakhīs.