Radha's Holi (Hindi-Awadhi Poem)~

Original:

Raadhaaji syaam sang khelat Hori.

Ang-ang rangee-rangee, prem-ras pagee-pagee, karat thithori.

Dhaavat le pichchakari, kaanhaa pe rang daari, hansat kishori.

Raadhaa se vinati karat, hain Maadhav kar jorat, 'bas kar O Ri.'

Yaa chhavi lakh balihaari, hain sab vraj nar-naari, chhoraa-chhori.

Translation:

Radha is playing Holi with Shyam.

Smeared all over with colours and filled

with the nectar of love, she is in a prankish mood.

Running with a syringe after Krishna and

sprinkling on him coloured water, she laughs,

while Madhav with folded hands

is praying to her to be spared.

Aha. this sight of Holi indeed has

all the men and women and boys and girls

of Vrajaland swooning !