Krishna is like my hand-mirror and the flower on my head,
He is like the black paste in my eyes and the betel in my mouth.
He is like the musk in my heart and the necklace round my neck,
He is everything to my body and the most valuable possession in
my home.
He is like a wing for a bird and water for the fish,
I know him as the spirit of life to me.
Madhava tell me how it is with you?
Vidyapati says, both of you resemble each other.
Translated from the Maithili by Ajit Kumar Ghosh