Such days are dire for lovelorn travelers:
their ears burn with the melodious murmurs of
cooing cuckoos cavorting in mango boughs
abob with bibulous bees
Sipping sweetly seeping saps;
and meditation is then the only way to savor
the beatitude of union with the beloved.

Enchanting Krishna, aroused by the embraces of
so many women,
was trembling with excitement, and eager to make love;
Even though he was far away, Radha could picture him
as her friend sang to her once more:

Song Four

EARRINGS RINGING ON chuckling cheeks,
in golden garments dressed,
His blue body sandal smeared, a garland on his breast;
Krishna rollicks in a frolicsome flock
of comely coy coquettes.

Refrain

1.40

Heartily hugged by a cowherd’s wife with bountiful
beautiful breasts
Singing sexy vespers,* her amorous behests;
Krishna rollicks in a frolicsome flock
of comely coy coquettes.