Verse 26

²⁴His eyes roll a little as if with wine; he gives his own friends a little honour; the wood-garland is on him; his face is pale as the badara fruit, and he sets off his soft cheek with the beauty of golden earrings. ²⁵The lord of the Yadus, who plays as a king of elephants plays, comes at the end of the day like the lord of the night, his face glad, freeing the cows of Vraja from a day's heat that would not otherwise end. ²⁶So, king, the women of Vraja sang out Krsna's plays and took their delight through the days, their thought in him, their minds in him; and what rose in them was great.