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Translated by Rupalee Burke
These rain showers-
the sky’ s tender love poem!
Receiving the rain,
is it a jasmine flower
or a girl of sixteen bathing?
This monsoon vine,
as if a coy maiden
blushing!
Beautiful rain!
How abundant
the sky’s affection!
Moon and clouds,
as if Radha’s tilted face
cupped in Krishna’s palm!
The wet branch droops_
As if Krishna adorning
Radha’s tresses!
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