सखी, कान्हा बिन कछु सूझत नाहीं…

कित वे मुरली, कित कदम्ब की छैया…

Says Radha Rani to her companions, ‘Without Kanha, I am listless… Where is his flute, where is the shade of the Kadamb tree where he played upon the flute?’

कित वे पीत वसन, कित वे त्रिभंगी, नयन कछु ना दीखत सखी

Where are his yellow garments. Where is Krishna, who stands in a tribhangi pose. I don’t see him.