Who are you, O you having eyes like lotus petals and wearing a soiled silken cloth, who are waiting there holding a branch of the tree? Why are the tears of sorrow flowing from your eyes like to drops of water falling from lotus petals?
का नु पद्मपलाशाक्षि क्लिष्टकौशेयवासिनि। दुमस्य शाखामालम्ब्य तिष्ठसि त्वमनिन्दिता॥ किमर्थं तव नेत्राभ्यां वारि स्रवति शोकजम्। पुण्डरीकपलाशाभ्यां विप्रकीर्णमिवोदकम्॥