Krishna’s embraces so arouse and excite her
That the necklace on her breast shimmers ever brighter;
Some lucky girl is playing in love with Krishna.

7.15

Cumulous curls cluster round a pretty moon, her face,
So ardently he kisses her, she’s faint from his embrace;
Some lucky girl is playing in love with Krishna.

Earrings chafe cheeks as they bobble in play,
And girdle bells ring on hips as they sway;
Some lucky girl is playing in love with Krishna.

So bashful, she laughs under his gaze,
But then groans in the bliss of her sexual daze;
Some lucky girl is playing in love with Krishna.

With waves of frissons, she trembles and sighs
As love opens her heart and closes her eyes;
Some lucky girl is playing in love with Krishna.

Sweat drenched is her body, in that she is blessed,
Brave in love’s battle, she assails his chest;
Some lucky girl is playing in love with Krishna.