A gong rings you awaken a little slowly
to see the lord with conch shell eyes
Follow the sound down to the natha mandir
where Mahaprabhu dresses in blue
and Giridhari in yellow
then you see Gandharvika in lilac
The pujari utters prema dhvani
you answer respectively “ki jaya”
Everyone smiles seeing the flowers
that curls around Giridhari's tribunga
Leis of yellow, pink and saffron roses
Sun calls out to Murkha and I to spin to Main Street, through the southland even though the entrance to the highway is closed. The lion's park has a few people laughing. the village where the tourists go to look at all the local merchants. Sufferers come and go along the beach at the navapatra the highway is open and some talk is going on. Back past the pitch to the wharf road, Under the first highway following the call of the ratha-bhojana-vrksa the kalarupa comes to help Murkha make the sandya. After he arrives Private Maharaja greets him with a “have a flat?” but Murkha doesn't answer in order to get in for the ceremony to begin.
Gold and soft bed, Hiranyakasipu, gold and yellow silk that is a soft nightdress. This evening they slipped into their clothes at a leisurely rate and then were ready to dance all night long