Sl. No. 13; Alam anagha; Reethi Gaula; Jhampa;
Enough of the delaying, oh the pure one! Alas! Your
beloved is being afflicted by unlimited arrows of Cupid. Do console
her, oh AMBURUHANAYANA the lotus eyed!
She is lying on the couch which is made very cool by the rays of the
moon. She is hapless. Her innate courage shattered, she is wallowing.
She is crying aloud. Her body has become very thin. Every night thinking
about you, she excessively laments. That poor young maiden!
Once in a way she enters the house. She has become frail due to her
emotional desires. During the night, she is weeping to be caressed by
Even the gentle and fragrant breeze whiling around is like the poisonous
breath emitted from the face of the king of serpent. She does not enjoy
the musk and KUNKUMA that adorns her. She, the doe eyed one, has lost
all her happiness.
Listen to my words! Oh the personification of virtues! Give pleasure
to your beloved. Oh the one who has the form like that of moon! Oh SRI
PADMANABHA! This is the right time to go. Whatever mood she is in, she
will feel very much delighted if you unite with her.
(Translation by Dr. T.K Govinda Rao)