Marakata Darapana Barana Ujora
Song 14
marakata-darapaṇa baraṇa ujora
hera-ite prati aṅga anaṅga āgora
He is splendid like a sapphire mirror. His limbs eclipse even Kamadeva.
nā bhujalum ́ ki kahala aruṇa nayāna
hānala ata -e kusuma-śara bāna
I do not know of any eyes like His reddish eyes, eyes that shoot Kamadeva's arrows.
e sakhi kahe bheṭalum ́ nanda-nandanā
madira gahana dahana bhela candanā
O gopi -friend, whom did I meet? It was Nanda's son. Because of Him a palace has now become a wild forest and a blazing fire has become cooling sandal paste.
taikhane dakhiṇa pabana bhela bāma
saha-i nā pāriye himakara-nāma
Because of Him the southern wind now blows from the north. Because of Him I cannot bear the glistening moonlight.
sahaja śeja kamala- dala pāti
kulabatī yubatī le-u nija śāti
Please make a bed from lotus leaves and petals. This pious girl will rest upon it.
taṁhi rahala mana locana lāgi
dhairaja lāja dūre gela bhāgi
My thoughts rest in Him. My eyes yearn for Him. My shyness and my peaceful composure are now thrown far away.
ki phala ekala bikala-parāṇa gobinda-dāsa kaha milaba kāna
What fruit will come from the great state of confusion in this girl's life? Govinda dasa says: She will meet Krsna.
Translation
He is splendid like a sapphire mirror. His limbs eclipse even Kamadeva.
I do not know of any eyes like His reddish eyes, eyes that shoot Kamadeva's arrows.
O gopi -friend, whom did I meet? It was Nanda's son. Because of Him a palace has now become a wild forest and a blazing fire has become cooling sandal paste.
Because of Him the southern wind now blows from the north. Because of Him I cannot bear the glistening moonlight.
Please make a bed from lotus leaves and petals. This pious girl will rest upon it.
My thoughts rest in Him. My eyes yearn for Him. My shyness and my peaceful composure are now thrown far away.
What fruit will come from the great state of confusion in this girl's life? Govinda dasa says: She will meet Krsna.
Notes
This song is in Raga Sri.