She came floating in from the lunar realm;
Who is one unknown apsara presently?
Inside My mind at every moment,
By that advent bugles rise up playing.
Tender green leaves dormant, awoke they have risen;
The dozing leaves, again life they have gotten.
With fragrant buds, with cuckoo-and-peacock-call din,
A lonely forestland has risen dancing.
Shattered has gotten everyone's drowsy lethargy;
Eyes have opened wide through Phalgun abir.
Foliar beauty and a flower alluring,
That person disguise-deft, to come down has agreed.
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She is moonlight's emissary.
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