P-U-R-N-I-M-A that’s we call full moon day
Dress them up in blue and white
Saradiya rasa yatra is tonight
‘Cause why? ‘Cause Kartik starts today
‘Cause why? ‘Cause Kartik starts today
‘Cause why? ‘Cause Kartik starts today
‘Cause why? ‘Cause why? ‘Cause why? ‘Cause why?
Leis of pink and white roses trimmed neatly set off by ones
who come to the fore knowing none others can take their place they
agree to show their face
From the asrama door to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa i bow my head and go on to the hospital curve and make the left over the rodeo creek to the tennis park. Another left and the gecko is waiting we speed along to the soccer pitch in a clockwise direction this time. Through the opal cliff and back to the village. The up the hill behind the florist to the point of the hook where people eagerly line up to pay a large sum for tea and a slice. Between the lakes the people are building their bon fires for the evening when the fog and chill set in. Around the corner we go to the reviewing stand. We sneak through the triangle and down the pedaler's ramp to the bear and a second round the opal cliff. At the lion's park the gecko and i turn to each other and say "i don't know it smells like mother nature to me". On we go to the main road and then the long and winding one. There the gecko has to take leave and get back to the shop and i have to fold my palms to the ratha-bhojana-vrksa one more time and have the kalarupa show me to the sandhya. The ceremony begins on time.
The saradiya rasa yatra takes place tonight so in their Lotus nails nightdress Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari steal away to dance beneath the light of the moon the moon dance under the light of the moon.