'The sky is encompassed by clouds.
With the hue of Tamāla trees,
darksome appear the sites of woods.
This dear Kāhnā
feels very timid at night.
O Rādhā! You therefore please
accompany him to reach home aright.'
Thus by the words of King Nanda,
stepped ahead both Rādhā and Mādhava
towards the tree of bowers on the way.
Glory to their plays of love, secret and gay,
on the bank of river Yamunā.'
'If your mind is fraught with sentiment
in remembering Lord Hari,
if you have any curiosity
in the arts of joyful dalliance,
then listen to Jayadeva's writing literary,
that contains the words sweet, delicate and lovely.'
'Here appears the pleasurable Spring,
wherein the delicate zephyr
of Malaya mountain
gently blows having loving embrace
of the graceful Lavańga creeper
and wherein the cottage of bowers is
filled with the sweet cooing of cuckoos