Bhagavatapurana 10.35
English (machine translation) 10.35
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Śrī Śuka said: / When Kṛṣṇa went into the forest, the gopīs, their minds running after Him, / spent the days in misery, loudly singing of Kṛṣṇa's divine play.
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The gopīs said: / Resting His left cheek on His left arm, His brows dancing, with the flute placed to His lower lip, / Mukunda plays the openings with His tender fingers, O gopīs, whenever He sounds His flute.
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Hearing that, the women in celestial chariots along with the Siddhas are astonished and abashed; / their minds surrendered to the arrows of Kāma, they swoon, unaware of their loosened skirts.
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Ah, listen to this wonder, O women! Wearing a necklace like smiling light and constant lightning on His chest, / this son of Nanda gives delightful joy to afflicted people whenever His flute resounds.
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In herds the bulls of Vraja, the deer, and the cows, their minds captivated from afar by the playing of the flute, / with mouthfuls bitten in their teeth, their ears cocked, fell silent as if asleep, or painted in a picture.
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Sporting the attire of a wrestler bound with peacock feathers, mineral pigments, and palāśa leaves, / whenever Mukunda, accompanied by Bala and the cowherd boys, calls the cows, O friend,
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then the rivers, indeed, have their flow checked, longing for the dust of His lotus feet borne by the wind / like us, of little merit; their waters become still, their wave-arms trembling with love.
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His heroic deeds sung in detail by His followers, like the Primeval Person of unshakable glory, / wandering in the forest, whenever He calls the cows wandering along the mountain slopes with His flute,
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the forest creepers and trees, rich in flowers and fruit, as if revealing Viṣṇu within themselves, / their branches bowed with weight, their bodies bristling with love, rained down streams of sweet nectar.
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Sporting a handsome tilaka, when He puts His flute to His lips and heeds / the beloved, loud song sung by swarms of bees intoxicated by the honey of the forest garland and divine-scented tulasī,
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the sārasa cranes, swans, and other water birds in the lake, their minds stolen by the lovely song, come / and worship Hari, alas! with controlled minds, their eyes closed, observing silence.
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Along with Balarāma, adorned playfully with a garland on his head, when on the slopes of the mountain, O goddesses of Vraja, / having found delight, he gladdens the universe with the sound of his flute and embraces it with sound,
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the cloud, its heart apprehensive of overstepping an exalted being, rumbles very softly; / it showered blossoms upon its friend, and with its shadow made an umbrella against the heat.
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Skilled in the various practices of cowherds, having himself devised manifold methods in flute-playing, / O virtuous lady, when your son placed the flute to his bimba-like lower lip and produced the classes of musical notes,
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having heard it everywhere in all its modulations, the lords of the gods, headed by Indra, Śiva, and Brahmā, / sages with necks and minds bowed down, became confounded, unable to ascertain its true nature.
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With the petals of his lotus feet, marked with the marvelous signs of flag, thunderbolt, lotus, and elephant goad, / soothing the pain caused by hooves to the earth of Vraja, his gait like that of a noble bull, his flute celebrated,
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as he walks along, we, pierced by the rush of love-longing cast by his playful glances, / brought to the condition of motionless trees, in our bewilderment do not notice our braided hair or our garments.
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Wearing a jewel necklace, sometimes counting the cows, wearing a garland of his beloved fragrant tulasī, / whenever, resting his arm on the shoulder of an affectionate companion, he began to sing,
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their minds stolen by the sounding music of the flute, the black does, wives of the black buck, sat down beside Kṛṣṇa, / having followed the ocean of virtues like the gopīs, abandoning all longing for their homes.
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Dressed in a playful attire made of kunda flower garlands, surrounded by cowherd boys and herds of cows at the Yamunā, / the son of Nanda, your darling child, O faultless one, who brings laughter to his beloveds, sported there.
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The gentle breeze, blowing favorably, honored him with its touch cool as sandalwood; / the demigods, who were his bards, surrounded him with offerings of music and song.
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Affectionate to the cows of Vraja, when he who held the mountain, his feet praised on the path by the elders, / having gathered all the wealth of cows at day's end, his flute sounding, his fame celebrated by his followers,
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heightening the feast for our eyes even with the luster of his fatigue, his garland dusted with hoof-dust, / longing to grant his friends' desires, this moon born from the womb of Devakī approaches.
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His eyes rolling slightly with intoxication, bestowing honor upon his friends, wearing a garland of forest flowers, / his face pale as a jujube fruit, adorning his soft cheeks with the splendor of his golden earrings,
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the Lord of the Yadus, sporting like a lord of elephants, like the moon at day's end, / his face joyful, he approaches, dispelling the intolerable heat of the day for the cows of Vraja.
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Śrī Śuka said:
Thus, O King, the women of Vraja, singing of Kṛṣṇa's divine play, / took delight during the days, their thoughts absorbed in him, their minds fixed on him, supremely fortunate.
Translations (1)
- The Srimad Bhagavatam — S. Subba Rau 1928, English
Linked texts (1)
- Bhāgavatapurāṇa — Vyāsa, Sanskrit