Krsna, my love

(3138)  Na janiya bhalo besechi

Unknowingly, I've held dear;
Having loved I see that knowing doesn't thrive.
Sweet smile's charming pipe of reed,
Behind curtain that Dark Prince^[1] abides.

From friendship, the Jamuna, upstream it hies;
Forgetting it, to Dvaraka Shyama retires.
Nanda and Jashoda gave tender ambrosia,
But even toward them He does not cast His eyes.

The milkmaids gave their heart's sweetness,
But the Self-lit Moon, He abandoned also them.
The doe just watching, she was startled;
Crying and crying, the time goes by.

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