Sajala Jalada Anga Manohara
Song 8
sajala jalada aṅga manohara chaṭāye cāhila nahe
īṣata hāsiyā manera ākuti aruṇa nayāne kahe
His charming limbs dark like monsoon clouds were so effulgent I could not even look upon them. His gently smiling reddish eyes spoke of the desires hidden in His heart.
āju ki pekhalu binoda nāgara keli-kadambera tale
rūpa nirakhite āṅkhira lāja bhāsila ānanda-jale
Who is it I saw today? He was a playful boy under a keli-kadamba tree. My eyes were shy to gaze on His handsome form. I floated in an ocean of bliss.
baula-māla diyā kuntala ṭāniyā ma- ura-pucchera chānde
raṅginī locana khañjana bandhite pātila biṣama phānde
He wore a garland of bakula flowers. A peacock feather decorated His hair. His reddish eyes were like restless kanjana birds. I fell into the terrible trap He had carefully set.
makara-kuṇḍala saṅge dolaye gaṇḍa darapaṇa-bhāne
bhāle se madana tāhe bimbita gobinda-dāsa anumāne
Shark-shaped earrings swung to and fro on His glistening-mirror cheeks. Kamadeva was reflected on His forehead. Govinda dasa thinks of Him in this way.
Translation
His charming limbs dark like monsoon clouds were so effulgent I could not even look upon them. His gently smiling reddish eyes spoke of the desires hidden in His heart.
Who is it I saw today? He was a playful boy under a keli-kadamba tree. My eyes were shy to gaze on His handsome form. I floated in an ocean of bliss.
He wore a garland of bakula flowers. A peacock feather decorated His hair. His reddish eyes were like restless kanjana birds. I fell into the terrible trap He had carefully set.
Shark-shaped earrings swung to and fro on His glistening-mirror cheeks. Kamadeva was reflected on His forehead. Govinda dasa thinks of Him in this way.
Notes
This song is sung in Raga Todi.