Gita Govinda -Jayadeva 222

Gita Govinda -Shri Jayadeva Gosvami

Act Five : äkäìkña puëòarékäkñaù

Longing Lotus Eyes

Scene Eleven : Song 11 : Verse 9

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näma-sametaà kåta-saìketaà vädayate mådu-veëum
bahu manute nanu te tanu-saìgata-pavana-calitam api reëum
dhéra-samére yamunä-tére

Translation

“O Rädhä, he is softly playing his flute, as if calling your name. He considers himself immensely fortunate to be touched by so many dust particles that have first touched your body. As they come to him on the breeze, he receives them with the utmost honour.”

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