This cool moon lit night makes me lovelorn!
Oh the one having a face that resembles effulgence of lotus in bloom! Without my favourite lord, all my feeling for amorous sports is wasted.
The anguishness of my heart, while looking at my lotus-filled couch is beyond description.
Even fragrance of sandal paste smeared on my body smells poisonous!
Oh RAMANI! You please bring SARASIJANABHA the one, who has the charming form that derides the water bearing clouds in its dark hue to me now!
