O moon!
Why do You look at me like that?
I want to forget You, but You make me look.

In the world of imagination a dream unfolds.
The earth's dust becomes coloured by that dream.
Into this awareness, You express Yourself.

Is that how You anoint everything with Your sweetest love?
Somewhere in the loneliness a lover weeps.

Clouds appear in the moonlit night,
and make my mental peacock dance.

In which world of Vrindavana
does the devotees find You,
O Kanu (Krsna)?

Please sing for me in that world's rhythm and tune.

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O moon,
why are You looking at me in this way?

I wanted to forget You,
and yet, You make me look at You.

A dream entered the world of imagination,
reflecting with colour on the mortal dust.

I understand You want to convey to me all that,
that is why You do not want
to make us taste the honey.

Somewhere, who knows where,
a deserted person weeps.
Looking at the clouds in the moonlight,
the peacock calls.

In which Vrindavana
do the milkmaid devotees find You, Kanu (Krsna)
singing in rhythm and melody?