Paśya Paśya Sakhi Horī Yuddham

paśya paśya sakhi horī-yuddham
radha-madhava-kṛtam anu rahasaṁ suciraṁ bhavad-anuruddham

O friend, look! Look! Following your request, Radha and Kṛṣṇa are engaged in a long Holi-festival battle in a secluded place.

Struggling for supremacy in each other's arms, They are more splendid than a monsoon cloud and lightning.

Their turbans began to fall onto Their faces. One face appeared like a swarm of bumblebees and the other like a cluster of lotus flowers.

Playfully coiling again and again around them, the serpents of Kṛṣṇa's arms devour the screaming cakravāka birds of Rādhā's breasts.

Look! In this treeless place the king of young tamāla trees is embraced by a young golden vine.

Rādhā and the gopis have overpowered Kṛṣṇa. They forcibly carry Him to their place.

Kṛṣṇa, who is dressed in yellow garments, is now taken by them. Sprinkling Him with musk-water, the beautiful gopis arouse His strong amorous desire.

After a great struggle Rādhā takes away Kṛṣṇa's flute. She does not think it very wonderful, although for Him it is the great jewel of His heart.

Seeing that Kṛśna is taken captive, Balarāma and the other gopa-friends have decided to sue for peace. They now send a virtuous, pure-hearted messenger to the gopis.

On that Holi festival day Balarāma sent a gift to the gopis as ransom for Kṛṣṇa's release. The gopis accepted the gift and decided to give Kṛṣṇa to Balarāma.

As the peace-treaty was accepted by all parties, the demigoddesses in the celestial planets intently watched, and sang many charming prayers of glorification.