Verse 1

Verse 2

Verse 3

Verse 4

Verse 1

O friend, who says Kama is bodiless? Beneath the kadamba tree I saw that hero of amorous delight standing in his graceful, three-fold bending pose.

Verse 2

Crowning his crown is a peacock feather; he is adorned with a garland of malati blossoms. Intoxicated by its fragrance, swarms of bees hum all around him.

Verse 3

Somewhere his eyes are like a quiver laden with terrible arrows; Kama's darting shafts fly out and strike deep into the heroine's heart — it cannot be described to anyone else.

Verse 4

At the roots of his ears, restless jeweled earrings shaped like makaras swing to and fro. Thus Govinda dasa concludes with certainty: he is the very incarnation of Madana-mohana, the enchanter of Cupid himself.