Is he good in archery as I am in Vĩņa and music? Has he expertise in battle as I have in dancing? I referred ‘he’ for the visible god Arjuna 

Glancing at the charioted Arjuna, holding his mighty bow, performing the war resembling with a dance makes me realize the consequence for played the innocent hearts of many saints and made them erotic.

After loosening my tresses, and my jacket, when started to unveil my pleated apparels the string of my zone got broken and the gems and beads fell scattering around. Now I cannot explain more about my dream.

In the full moon that made the water lilies smile with a dewdrop on their lips, the night when the flowers sown over the silk bedspread withered, Urvaśi saw a face in the moon.

Why her grace full gaits ornamented with bells stepped un-rhythmically? Why she threw away her pillow that was embraced by her? Why the blue of her eyes turned into red by dropping tears?

Was that bow, or arrows or quiver or figure or his feet able to fight and dance as well or his arms able to shoot thousands of arrows at once made her sad?

In the full moon that made the water lilies smile with a dewdrop on their lips, the night when the flowers sown over the silk bedspread withered, Urvaśi saw a face in the moon.

Why her grace full gaits ornamented with bells stepped un-rhythmically? Why she threw away her pillow that was embraced by her? Why the blue of her eyes turned into red by dropping tears?

Was that bow, or arrows or quiver or figure or his feet able to fight and dance as well or his arms able to shoot thousands of arrows at once made her sad?

Sloka:

Listening to his words, which was not in her favour, as if cheated by the God of Love, that angel, started to utter these words to Arjuna

Whatever, this is not good for you!

Here I am troubled and suffering – For that no kindness for you in me?  Like a rock is you heart, is it?  Yes it is, no doubt about that

You are fighting with Lord Siva, the destructor of god of love, or becoming the friend of Lord Krishna, the father of Lod of Love (Krishna is the father of Pradyumna, supposedly the incarnation of Kamadeva)

Hey, the one with inimitable eye qualities, have mercy in me, child

Alright, tell me a way out, should not be futile