jamuna puline, kadamba kanane ki herinu sakhi aja amar shyama vamshidhari, maṇi manchopari, kare lila rasaraja
Oh sakhi! My dear girlfriend! What have I seen today? In a kadamba grove on the banks of the Yamuna, a beautiful blackish boy holding a long flute named Vamsi is seated upon a throne of jewels, performing His pastimes as the King of all transcendental mellows!
mere to girdhar gopal dusaro na koi jako sar mor mukat mere pati wohi
There is none other than Giridhar Gopal for me Who wears the peacock feather on his turban, my husband
By singing sweet songs and by dancing nicely, all the Gopis satisfy the treasured Divine Couple. Thus I am beholding Krsna's pastimes with His beautiful female consorts expanding throughout the splendorous forest.
ghare na jaiba, vane praveshiba, o lila rasera tare ami tyaji kula laj, bhaja vrajaraja, vinoda minati kare
For the sake of the mellows of such pastimes, I will not go to my home, but I will instead enter into the forest. Renouncing all shyness due to fear of family members, just worship the Lord of Vraja. This is the humble submission of Bhaktivinoda.