" Her slender arms, creeper-slim, rhythmically wave and flow like lotus fibres in a current of water. Like the dancing top of the swaying vine, Her blue lotus eyes flash with enthralling glances. Her playful and alluring movements entice lovely meetings and fascinate Mohan Himself to take refuge in Her charms. When will She shower upon me Her sidelong glance of over-flowing grace? " fromRadha-kripa-kataksa by Srila Rupa Goswami
mrnala bala vallari taranga ranga dorlate latagra lasya lola nila
locanavalokane lalal lulan milan manojna mugdha mohanasraye kada karisyasiha mam
krpa kataksa bhajanam
TRANSLATION Her slender arms, creeper-slim,
rhythmically wave and flow like lotus fibres in a current of water. Like the
dancing top of the swaying vine, Her blue lotus eyes flash with enthralling
glances. Her playful and alluring movements entice lovely meetings and fascinate
Mohan Himself to take refuge in Her charms. When will She shower upon me Her
sidelong glance of over-flowing grace?