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Gita Govinda -Shri Jayadeva Gosvami
Act Twelve : supréta pétämbaraù
Gladsome in Gold
Scene Twenty Three : Song 23 : Verse 7
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Commentary“O woman with a radiant moonlike face, you are the moon that drips with nectar. Make the jewelled bells on your girdle sing out in harmony and unison with the tone of your voice so that when you make love to me in the upper position, those bells will begin to mark rhythm along with your inarticulate exclamations of ecstasy. My ears were distressed from hearing the cuckoos’ call because it stimulates my memories of you. For lonely lovers, the sound of cuckoos is simply painful. Now fill my ears with music and allay this prolonged frustration of separation.” |
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