Srastam Srastam Udanicayanty

(1) srastaḿ srastam udanñcayanty adiśiraḥ śyāmaḿ nicolāñcalaḿ hastena ślatha-durbalena lulitākalpaḿ vahantī tanum muktārdhām avarudhya veṇim alasa-spande kṣipantī dṛśau kuñjāt paśya gṛhaḿ praviśya nibhṛtaḿ śete sakhī rādhikā (2) mlānām utkṣipya mālāḿ truṭita-maṇi-saraḥ kajjalaḿ bibhrad-oṣṭhe sańkīrṇāńgo nakhāńkhair diśi diśi vikiran ghūrṇite netra-padme paśya mlānāńga-yaṣṭiḥ sphuṭam aparicito gopa-goṣṭhībhir agre goṣṭhaḿ goṣṭhendra-sūnuḥ praviśati rajanau dhvaḿsam āsādayantyām

(1) Look! With a weak hand pulling up the repeatedly falling blue cloth covering Her head, the ornaments on Her body disarrayed, languidly tying Her loosened braids, and slowly looking this way and that, friend Radha leaves the forest, enters Her home, and lies down to rest. (2) Tossing aside His wilted garland, His jewel necklace broken, mascara on His lips, His body decorated with fingernail marks, His lotus eyes rolling in all directions, and His arms fatigued, unseen by the gopas, the prince of Vraja enters Vraja Village just as night is ending.