It's My Beloved Over There At Midnight Poem by Narsinh Mehta

It's my beloved over there at midnight,
Playing his mellifluous flute!
Overwhelmed with mad desire I rush
To the rendezvous of Vrindavan!
It's my beloved over there at midnight,
Playing his mellifluous flute!

Regardless of my in-laws reproach,
I put on my ornaments
And I went out to worship my Jadava
And to play ras all night long!
It's my beloved over there at midnight,
Playing his mellifluous flute!

Absolute bliss it was,
I drank the beloved of Laxmi with my eyes to my heart's content!
By beholding Narsaiyya's Lord
I soothed the intense pain of desolation!
It's my beloved over there at midnight
Playing his mellifluous flute!