Hear my words, O honey-tongued
English
Sloka:
One day on seeing his wife who was young, as beautiful as the moon, decked with a necklace studded with jewels all shining like stars, who was in a romantic mood, who radiated fragrance of karimkoovala flowers, who presents the whole world with happiness, and who came near him with a big smile, Daksha spoke thus with great love.
Hear my words, O honey-tongued,
and with flowers in your thick tresses