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The noble tree yearns with blossoms for your hair, and even calls with cuckoo sounds—such is the poetic metaphor for a lover's longing.
What divine favor or fortune has she received? Her beauty seems a mixture of moonlight, gold, and youth—beyond imagination.
O Lotus-eyed! Even lifting Mount Kailasa is meaningless if you steal our beloved in secret—mocking the power of past feats.
Worship the deity you believe is supreme, but never belittle others. True reverence honors all.
Courtesans, who eagerly await their lovers with joy, are indeed more devoted than many wives—highlighting their unmatched emotional depth.
Kings, like gods, when worshipped, reward with blessings; when displeased, they destroy—wise is one who understands power.
Kings are pleased by character and service, but angered by their absence. Morality is more potent than flattery.
Whether pleased or insulted, a wicked person harms like a serpent—by nature, he must sting.
A woman should treat her husband as a deity—why are you straying from dharma, learning improper habits and desires?
The gods churned the ocean to get nectar but received poison first—lower beings give good, great ones accept burdens first.
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