Verse 25

²⁵Covered with heaps of flowers by the sky-born, who were praising him, he was carried to the city through the air by his wife, who moves in the sky. ²⁶King, with his wife he entered the best of the inner rooms, crowded with a hundred women, as a cloud comes down out of the sky with its lightning. ²⁷Seeing him dark as a rain cloud, in yellow silk, long-armed, coppery-eyed, well smiling, with a lovely face, ²⁸his lotus face set off by dark curling lines of hair, the women took him for Krsna and hid themselves shyly here and there. ²⁹Little by little, by a slight difference, they made him out, and came up delighted and full of wonder, to him and to the jewel of a woman with him.