Sajani Pekhalu Baraja Kisora
Song 9
(Refrain) sajani pekhalu baraja-kiśora piba-ite
badana-sudhākara-mādhurī mātala nayana-cakora
(Refrain) O gopi friend, today I saw a handsome teenage boy in Vraja. The cakora birds of my eyes became wild to taste the sweetness of the moonlight of the moon of His face.
matta-ma-ura-śikhaṇḍika-maṇḍita cūḍāye mālatī māla
parimale māti pānti mata madhukara guñjare tāhi rasāla
He was crowned with the feather of a wild peacock. The fragrance of His jasmine garland made the buzzing black bees wild with bliss.
nīla jalada tanu bhāṅu madana dhanu nayana -kamala pañca
bāṇa jara jara antara
kulabatī-gauraba saṁśaya rahala parāṇe
His form was a dark monsoon cloud. His eyebrows were the archer Kamadeva's two bows. From His lotus eyes Kamadeva fired his five arrows. The saintly gopis ' hearts were gravely wounded. Their lives are now in doubt.
madana makara yanu maṇimaya kuṇḍala ṭalamala dolata kāne
hera-ite jaga-mana-mīna garāsaye gobinda-dāsa paramāṇe
His glistening jewel earrings shaped like Kamadeva's sharks swing to and fro from His ears. The fish of the gopis ' hearts gaze at that shark. Now that shark devours those small fish. Govinda dasa thinks in this way.
Translation
(Refrain) O gopi friend, today I saw a handsome teenage boy in Vraja. The cakora birds of my eyes became wild to taste the sweetness of the moonlight of the moon of His face.
He was crowned with the feather of a wild peacock. The fragrance of His jasmine garland made the buzzing black bees wild with bliss.
His form was a dark monsoon cloud. His eyebrows were the archer Kamadeva's two bows. From His lotus eyes Kamadeva fired his five arrows. The saintly gopis ' hearts were gravely wounded. Their lives are now in doubt.
His glistening jewel earrings shaped like Kamadeva's sharks swing to and fro from His ears. The fish of the gopis ' hearts gaze at that shark. Now that shark devours those small fish. Govinda dasa thinks in this way.
Notes
This song is sung in Raga Sindhura.