189 From the opening movement^ entztted JOYFUL KRISHNA Krishna is a wayward lovero As Radha roams in the forest longing for him, her friend sings to console her» The song is sung with vasanta raga and yatz tata. Soft sandalwood mountain breezes caress the quivering vines of clove. Thickets and huts hum with sounds of droning bees and cooing cuckoos. In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful women. My friend, it is endless for anyone parted from him, Travellers' wives moan from their fantasies of abandoned lovee Bees swarm over flowers clustered on spare mimosa branches. In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful women. My friend, it is endless for anyone parted from him» Black-barked tamala treesT fresh leaves are limp from the scent of deer musk. Flame-tree buds 3, like lovers sharp nails, tear at tender hearts. In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful women. My friend, it is endless for anyone parted from hinic Blossoming ke^ara flowers gleam like golden staffs of loveo Trumpet flowers swarming with bees are quivers of love full of arrows. In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful women. My friend, it is endless for anyone parted from him, Tender karuna buds mock at the world^s abandoned modesty. Spikes of k^takt pierce the sky like spears, wounding lonely womeno In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful women. My tnend^ it is endless for anyone parted from him,, Scents ot twining creepers mingle with the perfume of new jasmine. Nat are^s young ways win over even an anchorite^ hearts In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful women» My friend, it is endless for anyone parted from him. Budding mange trees tingle to the loach of trembling vine tendrils. Vrnda^ana forest is washed by meandering waters of the Jamna rivere In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful womeno My friend^ it is endless for anyone parted from him, Jayadeva^s song recalls Krishna^s dancing feet — Scenes of the woods in luxuriant spring, laced with lovers extravagance. In luxuriant spring Krishna dallies here, dancing with youthful women. My friend, it is endless for anyone parted from hinic,