Lataki Rahai Man Lataki Lat Saun.
Rang Bhari Chhin Anat Na Jaavai, Rang Bhare Jamuna Tat Saun. [1]
Maan Karat Rang Bhari Badhuti, Rang Bhare Naagar Nat Saun.
Piy Kar Jor Nihorat Bhori, Chhvai-Chhvai Charan Mukut Saun. [2]
- Shri Bhori Sakhi, Prem Ki Peer (32)
The mind of Shri Lal Ji (Krishn) persistently sway in the curly locks that have emerged on the face of Shri Priya Ji [Radha]. Shri Priya Ji is so colored in the nectar of love that She never leaves the banks of the Yamuna, even for a moment, which is adorned with a vibrant array of colors. [1]
Completely engrossed and submerged in the enchanting hues of love, the eternal bride, Shri Radha, indulges in the divine Maan pastime, where She is angry with Shri Krishn, who is also adorned with the very color of love. Shri Bhori Sakhi Ji says, “Beloved Shri Shyamsundar humbly entreats Her with folded hands to relinquish Her anger, while repeatedly bowing before Her and offering His peacock crown at Her Lotus Feet." [2]
Rang Bhari Chhin Anat Na Jaavai, Rang Bhare Jamuna Tat Saun. [1]
Maan Karat Rang Bhari Badhuti, Rang Bhare Naagar Nat Saun.
Piy Kar Jor Nihorat Bhori, Chhvai-Chhvai Charan Mukut Saun. [2]
- Shri Bhori Sakhi, Prem Ki Peer (32)
The mind of Shri Lal Ji (Krishn) persistently sway in the curly locks that have emerged on the face of Shri Priya Ji [Radha]. Shri Priya Ji is so colored in the nectar of love that She never leaves the banks of the Yamuna, even for a moment, which is adorned with a vibrant array of colors. [1]
Completely engrossed and submerged in the enchanting hues of love, the eternal bride, Shri Radha, indulges in the divine Maan pastime, where She is angry with Shri Krishn, who is also adorned with the very color of love. Shri Bhori Sakhi Ji says, “Beloved Shri Shyamsundar humbly entreats Her with folded hands to relinquish Her anger, while repeatedly bowing before Her and offering His peacock crown at Her Lotus Feet." [2]