This garden is so very deserted
English
Sloka:
Restless Nala grew over Narada’s word,
And hurt his mind was with arrows of the love-lord,
Assigning the reins of the kingdom to the nobles
He left his self in isolation in the palace gardens.
(Nala in contemplation):
This garden is so very deserted,
That is its only quality making me feel light-hearted.
But the gods to me no more look so benign,
Neither is the lord of lust with his fish-ensign.
The objects in the garden only sharpen my woe,