(Raag Gaur)
Hari Ke Ang Kau Chandan Laptanau
Tan Tere Dekhiyat Jaisein Peet Choli.
Margaje Abharan Badan Chhipavati
Chhipe Na Chhipayein Manaun Krishn Boli.
Kahun Anjan Kahun Alak Rahi Khasi
Surati Rang Ki Potein Kholi.
Shriharidas Ke Swami Shyam Milat Biharini
Haar Na Rahyau Kanth Bichh Aoli.
- Shri Haridas Ji, Kelimal (97)
A sakhi says to Shri Radhika:
Shri Hari’s sandal paste is stuck in Your body and it looks like a yellow dress. [1]
Your ornaments are dislocated, why are you hiding [your] body? Despite all of your efforts, it cannot be hidden. It is just like a black cuckoo sings. [2]
Your collyrium and locks are scattered, You must have played the treasury of love-game pleasures. [3]
Oh, Sri Haridas’s sovereign Shyama Biharini, during the union, the flower garland on your neck seems to be broken, [but fell] into the hem of your garment. [4]