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One girl he fondles, one he kisses, and another
he embraces;
Charmed then by yet another’s smile, after her he chases;
Krishna rollicks in a frolicsome flock
of comely coy coquettes.

May Jaya·deva’s song of wondrous Krishna’s secret games
of love
In the groves of Vrinda·vana bring us his blessings
from above!
Krishna rollicks in a frolicsome flock
of comely coy coquettes.

His love inspires erotic bliss in one and all;
swarthy and supple as lotus stalks are his limbs,
heralding a festival of Love;
Freely and wholeheartedly the beauties of Vraja
lavish his body with caresses;
when, in the springtime, young Krishna plays, my friend,
he incarnates the sentiment of love itself.