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राम

Modalatā · Phūla-baṅgalā

The lovely maiden and her Beloved

Host Pad 102 · song 2 of 7 · printed source 146

Original · Devanagari

ललित लड़ैती लाल लसैं फुलबँगला-ए नवेली लखु-सजि रहे सुमन शृंगार ऐ नवेली लखु॥ नखसिख सुखमा कहे न बनि आवै॥ ऐ०॥ लाजत अमित रति-मार॥ ऐ०॥ प्रेमिन के मन बिनु मोलहीं मोलावैं॥ ऐ०॥ मुसकैं जबहि भुजडार॥ ऐ०॥ ललकि दोउन दोऊ अलकैं सँवारैं॥ ऐ०॥ सुख सरसत बेसुमार॥ ऐ०॥ हुलसि परस्पर पान पवावैं॥ ऐ०॥ इतर सुँघावैं भरि प्यार॥ ऐ०॥ येहे सियाराम छथि सब सुखधाम॥ ऐ०॥ ‘मोद’ सदा सेबू हवै न्योछार॥ ऐ०॥

Fresh English translation

Behold the graceful darling and her Beloved shining in the new flower pavilion, newly arrayed in floral adornment. Her beauty from toe to crown cannot be put into words; the immeasurable pride of Rati is put to shame. Without asking a price, they win the hearts of lovers. Whenever they smile, their arms are entwined. Eagerly, each arranges the other’s curls; the sweetness of their delight is beyond measure. Exulting, they offer one another betel and perfume, filled with love. These very Sita and Rama are the abode of every joy. ‘Mod,’ serve them forever and become their offering.