Whose body is like gold and whose beauty is like the moon.
The body of Krishna is like gold and the Glory of the face is like that of the moon, listening to the tune of the flute, the mind of the gopis has only remained entangled teherein.641.
The melody of Dev Gandhari, Vibhas, Bilawal, Sarang (primary ragas) resides in that (flute).
The peace-giving tune is being played n the flute concerning the musical modes of Devgandhari, Vibhas, Bilawal, Sarang Sorath, Shuddh Malhar and Malshri
(Hearing that sound) all the gods and men are becoming enchanted and the gopis are running away delighted to hear it.
Hearing it, all the gods and men, getting pleased, are running and they are bewitched by the tune with such intensity that they seem to have been entrapped in some noose of love spread by Krishna.642.
He, whose face is extremely beautiful and who has put on yellow cloth on his shoulders
He, who destroyed the demon Aghasura and who had protected his elders from the mouth of the snake
Who is going to behead the wicked and who is going to defeat the sufferings of the righteous.
He who is the destroyer of the tyrants and remover of the sufferings of the saints, that Krishna, playing on his savoury flute, has allured the mind of gods.643.
Who had given the kingdom to Vibhishana and who killed Ravana in anger.
He, who gave kingdom to Vibhishna, killed Ravana in great rage, who cut off the head of Shishupal with his disc
He is Kamadeva (as handsome) and Sita's husband (Rama) whose appearance is unmatched.
Who is beautiful like the god of love and who is Ram, the husband of Sita, who is unequalled in beauty by anyone, that Krishna with his flute in his hands, is now fascinating the mind of charming gopis.644.
Radha, Chandrabhaga and Chandramukhi (gopis) all play together.
Radha, Chandarbhaga and Chandarmudhi all are singing together and absorbed in amorous sport
The gods are also seeing this wonderful play, leaving their abodes
Now listen to the short story about the killing of the demon.645.
Where the gopis danced and the birds hummed on the blooming flowers.
The place, where the gopis were dancing, the flowers had blossomed there and the black bees were humming, the river together singing a song
They play with a lot of love and do not harbor any doubts in their minds.
They were playing there fearlessly and affectionately and both of them were not accepting defeat from each other in reciting poetry etc.646.
Now beings the description of the Yaksha flying with gopis in the sky
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