So many birds are flying round, some folks take their sound as a row,
The parrots, the cakoras, magpies and even the often dismissed crow.
The sweetness that they resonate just as the sun does rise,
Is pleasing to the ears just as the sunrise to the eyes.
But do not make the crude mistake to think it just bird talk,
For in the forest of dear Vraja all actions are spiritual talks and walks.
The ramblings of their back and forth, they carry something sweet,
The message of the couple divine and where They plan to meet.
Others speak about the pastimes that just here have taken place,
The glories of the pastimes found from courtyard to the gate.
Sri Krsna and Sri Radha with their pastimes oh so nice,
These birds they sing Their glories from the dawn until the night.