Why is Radha fair and why am I somewhat dark? ,
Said he Krishna curiously,
But what Mother Yasoda to say?
What it to say about he colours of love?
How one gets coloured in?
Who says,
You are dark,
You my son,
How can it be? ,
They just saying to tease you,
Mother Yasoda said it to child Krishna.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem