1
"Hey Radha!
Dark thick clouds are gathering
in the tamala tree woodlands,
it is going be dark soon
and he is getting very fearful,
please take him home."
Nanda thus asked Radha.
On the way back home
she leads Mahdva
in her plays of passion.
She stops under trees in the grove
on the banks of river Yamuna
and starts flirting with him.
They get amorous playing games of love.
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2
I, Jayadeva, the king of all poets
am going to write Gita Govinda
the romance of Radha and Krishna
like the murals on house walls.
Saraswati, the deity of speech
has colored my soul with stories.
I worshipped at the feet goddess Lakshmi
who blessed me with the gift of poetry.
My beautiful wife, Padmawati, put rhythms
to my lyrics dancing before me.
O graceful people,
if you hearts yearn for Krishna's love
and you want to know how women flirt with men
then listen to the kingly poet Jayadeva's song
how he praises Krishna and pleases your heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem