Kanane Sabahu Kusuma Parakasa
Song 68
kānane sabahu kusuma parakāśa śārī
śuka pika-kula madhurima bhāṣa
Flowers bloom in the forest. Parrots and cuckoos sweetly talk.
mayūra mayūrī-gaṇa de- i nāda
śuna-ite kātara bhela unamāda
Peacocks and peahens loudly call. These sounds make one wild with bliss.
dekha dekha nāgara-rāja calalahi saṅketa-kuñjaka mājha
Look! Look! There is the king of playful heroes. He walks to the forest-place where He will meet His beloved.
kiśalaya-puñjahi śeja-bara kela taṁhi
para baiṭhi puna tarakhita bhela
He sits on a couch of twigs and leaves. He thirsts to enjoy pastimes with His beloved.
patha heri ākula bikala parāṇa
abahu nā sundarī karala payāna
He watches the path. His life's breath is uneasy. The beautiful gopi has not yet come.
antare madana karala parakāśa caudiśe hera-i gobinda-dāsa
Kamadeva is manifest in His heart. Govinda dasa carefully watches the four directions.
Translation
Flowers bloom in the forest. Parrots and cuckoos sweetly talk.
Peacocks and peahens loudly call. These sounds make one wild with bliss.
Look! Look! There is the king of playful heroes. He walks to the forest-place where He will meet His beloved.
He sits on a couch of twigs and leaves. He thirsts to enjoy pastimes with His beloved.
He watches the path. His life's breath is uneasy. The beautiful gopi has not yet come.
Kamadeva is manifest in His heart. Govinda dasa carefully watches the four directions.
Notes
This song is sung in Raga Sri.