I know what happened at night. Take rest now.
I know your sport with maidens. You are expert at that.
Enough of words like “Oh maiden! You are my love, but for you who else is there etc.” Betraying me in the ocean of separation, you have been sporting with her. I know that for sure.
Leave me alone! Don’t dare to touch me with the hands that are stained with the red paint of another woman’s bosom and your fore head with the unguent of her feet. Aren’t you ashamed to come to me thus disheveled? I know all this!
But oh my lord! Why these arguments? Let others also enjoy with you. Oh RAJIVADALAYATAKSHA having eyes long as the lotus petal! Come! Come! Your form is beautiful, which excels the Cupid. Please pardon me for my hot words. Oh! SRI PADMANABHA!.
