DASAKOM 74

 STANZA 1

 YOU REACHED MATHURA IN THE EVENING,

 AND AFTER HAVING BREAKFAST WITH FRIENDS INSIDE A GARDEN,

 WENT SIGHTSEEING IN THE CITY, AS IF PULLED

 BY THE CHAIN OF PEPOPLES' PAST GOOD DEEDS

 STANZA 2

THERE YOU MET THE GLAMOROUS CITY GIRL GLOWING WITH LOVE,

LIKE YOUR PRETTY FEET,

CARRYING POTS OF WATER LIKE THEIR BREASTS TO ANOINT YOU AS KING,

SHIFTING SIDEWISE CONSTANTLY LIKE YOU,

HANDSOME LIKE YOUR BROAD CHEST,

 A SWEET SMILE SPREADING ON THEIR FACES,

LIKE YOUR HAIR ADORNED WITH GOLDEN ORNAMENTS

 STANZA 3

 AS YOU APPEARED PLEASING ALL WITH YOUR SIDELOOKS,

 AND WHEN THE PEOPLE STOOD STUNNED WITH JOY AND WONDER,

YOU CUT OFF THE HEAD OF A WASHERMAN, WHO, WHEN YOU ASKED HIM FOR CLOTHES,

 REJECTED RUDELY SAYING,

"OUT OF MY WAY, WHO WILL GIVE KING 'S CLOTHES TO YOU

 AND HE GOT INSTANT LIBERATION FROM THE CYCLE OF LIFE AND DEATH

 STANZA 4

THEN YOU MET A WEAVER WHO GAVE HAPPILY TO YOU A SET OF SUITABLE CLOTHES,

AND WHO WANTED ONLY CONTINUED DEVOTION TO YOU

AND NO WEALTH AND YOU PLEASED, BLESSED HIM WITH BOTH

 STANZA 5

 WHEN YOU LATER MET A BEAUTIFUL GIRL WITH A WARPED BODY,

 WHO BENT DOWN AND OFFERED A BUNCH OF FLOWERS,

 WHOM YOU RAISED AND STRIGHTENED

 MAKING HER THE MOST BEAUTIFUL IN ALL THREE WORLDS

 STANZA 6

 AT THAT TIME, MANY PEOPLE, WHO WERE NOT GREAT SINNERS,

 GAVE YOU BETELLEAVES ARECANUT AND OTHER MOUTHFRESHENING THINGS

 MY EXTREME REGRET IS THAT I COULD NOT STAND SOMEWHERE IN YOUR PATH WITH FOLDED HANDS,

 AND OFFER YOU, ACCORDING TO MY CAPACITY, S

OME FLOWERS OR SOME SUCH THING

 STANZA 7

 THEN YOU ENTERED THE CITY, WATCHED WISTFULLY BY THE FLOWERGIRL,

 AFTER YOU LEFT ASSURING HER THAT YOU WOULD COME,

 AND YOUR FAME UNDER THE GUISE OF HER BREASTMILK INTO DEVAKI WHO GUESSED YOUR ENTRY FROM THE FESTIVITIES

 STANZA 8

 INSIDE THE CITY, YOU WENT TO THE ARCHERY STOREHOUSE,

 AND ENTERED UNSTOPPED BY THE SECURITY

 EITHER DUE TO YOUR CHARMING PERSONALITY OR YOUR POWERFUL BUILD,

 TOOK UP THE BOW AND BEFORE ANYBODY COULD PREVENT BENT AND BROKE IT

 STANZA 9

 THE LOUD SOUND OF THE SPLITTING BOW,

 SERVED LIKE A DRUMBEAT SIGNAL OF THE COMING DEATH OF KAMSA,

 MADE LOUDER BY THE CRIES OF THE WATCHMEN,

 BEATEN AWAY BY YOUR POWERFUL BLOWS

 STANZA 10

 LOOKED AT WITH ADMIRATION BY ALL LOVED BY THE GOOD

 AND FEARED BY THE BAD, YOJ ROAMED LOOKING AT

THE RICHES OF THE CIITY AND SPENT THE NIGHT,

TALKING ABOUT HOW YOU MISSED RADHA, MY LORD