इयं बाला मां प्रत्यनवरतमिन्दीवरदल-
प्रभाचोरं चक्षुः क्षिपति किमभिप्रेतमनया ।
गतो मोहोऽस्माकं स्मरशबरबाणव्यतिकर-
ज्वरज्वाला शान्ता तदपि न वराकी विरमति ।।
this girl with eyes lovelier than blue lotus petals
keeps staring at me; what's she thinking?
I don't have any interest, and the
feverish fires stoked by Love's bow
have been quenched--
but the damn girl doesn't stop!
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