Cikana Kala Galaya Mala
Song 18
cikaṇa kālā galāya mālā bājaye nūpura pāya
cūḍāra phule bhramara bule teracha nayane cāya
His black complexion glistened. A flower-garland rested on His neck. On His feet anklets jangled. Flowers adorned His hair. Black bees flew nearby. He glanced at me with crooked eyes.
kālindī-kūle ki pekhinu sa-i chaliyā nāgara kāna
ghara mu yā-ite nārinu sa-i ākula karila prāṇa
Whom did I see, O gopi -friend, on the Yamuna's banks? It was the cheater Krsna, the rake Krsna. O friend, I had no power to run home. My life's breath became anxious.
cānda jhalamali mayūra pākhā cūḍāya uḍaye bāya
īṣat hāsiyāmadhura baṁśārī madhura madhura gāya
The moon shone. The breeze made His peacock-feather in His crown move to and fro. He gently smiled. He sweetly played on His sweet flute.
rasera bhare aṅga nā dhare keli-kadambera helā
kulabatī satī yubatī janāra parāṇa la- iyā khelā
Overcome with sweetness, He could not stand up. He leaned against a keli-kadamba tree. His sport is to cheat saintly young girls of their very life's breath.
śrabaṇe cañcala makara kuṇḍala pindhana piṅala bāsa
rāṅgā utpala caraṇa-yugala nichani gobinda-dāsa
Shark-shaped earrings swung on His ears. His garments were yellow. His feet were red lotus flowers. Govinda dasa worships Him.
Translation
His black complexion glistened. A flower-garland rested on His neck. On His feet anklets jangled. Flowers adorned His hair. Black bees flew nearby. He glanced at me with crooked eyes.
Whom did I see, O gopi -friend, on the Yamuna's banks? It was the cheater Krsna, the rake Krsna. O friend, I had no power to run home. My life's breath became anxious.
The moon shone. The breeze made His peacock-feather in His crown move to and fro. He gently smiled. He sweetly played on His sweet flute.
Overcome with sweetness, He could not stand up. He leaned against a keli-kadamba tree. His sport is to cheat saintly young girls of their very life's breath.
Shark-shaped earrings swung on His ears. His garments were yellow. His feet were red lotus flowers. Govinda dasa worships Him.
Notes
This is to be sung in Raga Sri.