Sleepless Night of Passion – Geeta Govinda by Jayadev of Orissa
Yahi Madhava Yahi Keshava
A sleepless night of passion, your bloodshot eyes express the mood of awakened love. Go away Madhava, oh! Go away Krishna, don’t you lie to me. Go to her, Krishna, she will ease your despair; she will cool your burning passion – why come to me? Your bright lips darkened by kissing her kohl-blacked eyes – Oh! Krishna, at dawn they match the colour of your body. The scratches on your body tell of the battle of love, they tell of the triumph of passion like gold writing on sapphire. Oh Krishna, your heart must be blacker than your skin, how can you deceive me, so faithful in our love? Look at the bed of love – the flowers are no more fresh, the sandalwood paste has dried, the oil in the lamp has dried. Oh Krishna oh Madhav, go away, leave me-don’t lie to me.
[Thanks to A for sharing!]