Hamsa Damayanti

"Oh my damsel! 

Art thou awaiting your beloved? 

Thy beauty outshines the moon, 

Though forlorn thou art. 

Oh my damsel!! 

Thy face laden with sorrow, 

Sorrow of separation, 

Can melt the strong Himalayas. 

Oh, my damsel! 

The tears that flow from thy eyes,

Ahh… stronger than the gushing waters, 

Of Ganga and Yamuna together. 

Oh, my damsel! 

Don't let the freckles bother thou, 

My heart says he would come, 

As for forgetting this maiden, it is a sin".

"Oh dear birdie! 

Thou gave me some hope, 

With this I shall sail through, 

And await my beloved Nala".