TEXT 179

TEXT 179

kāṅhā tomāra kṛṣṇa-rasa-kāvya-sudhā-sindhu
tāra madhye mithyā kene stuti-kṣāra-bindu

Перевод

Your exalted poetic descriptions of the mellows of Lord Kṛṣṇa's pastimes are like an ocean of nectar. But why have you put in a false prayer about Me? It is like a drop of detestful alkali."