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Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam 6.14.53

స్తనద్వయం కుఙ్కుమపఙ్కమణ్డితం నిషిఞ్చతీ సాఞ్జనబాష్పబిన్దుభి: । వికీర్య కేశాన్ విగలత్స్రజ: సుతం శుశోచ చిత్రం కురరీవ సుస్వరమ్ ॥ ౫౩ ॥
stana-dvayaṁ kuṅkuma-paṅka-maṇḍitaṁ
[stana-dvayam kunkuma-panka-manditam]
niṣiṣcatī sāṣjana-bāṣpa-bindubhiḥ
[nishishchatee saashjana-baashpa-bindubhih]
vikīrya keśān vigalat-srajaḥ sutaṁ
[vikeerya keshaan vigalat-srajah sutam]
śuśoca citraṁ kurarīva susvaram
[shushocha chitram kurareeva susvaram]
stana-dvayam — her two breasts kuṅkuma — with kuṅkuma powder (which is generally sprayed on the breasts of women) paṅka — ointment maṇḍitam — decorated niṣiṣcatī — moistening sa-aṣjana — mixed with the eye ointment bāṣpa — of tears bindubhiḥ — by drops vikīrya — scattering keśān — hair vigalat — was falling down srajaḥ — on which the flower garland sutam — for her son śuśoca — lamented citram — variegated kurarī iva — like a kurarī bird su-svaram — in a very sweet voice.
Blended reading (Sanskrit + English inline)
stana-dvayaṁ kuṅkuma-paṅka-maṇḍitaṁ
stana-dvayam
her two breasts
kuṅkuma
with kuṅkuma powder (which is generally sprayed on the breasts of women)
paṅka
ointment
maṇḍitam
decorated
niṣiṣcatī sāṣjana-bāṣpa-bindubhiḥ
niṣiṣcatī
moistening
sa-aṣjana
mixed with the eye ointment
bāṣpa
of tears
bindubhiḥ
by drops
vikīrya keśān vigalat-srajaḥ sutaṁ
vikīrya
scattering
keśān
hair
vigalat
was falling down
srajaḥ
on which the flower garland
sutam
for her son
śuśoca citraṁ kurarīva susvaram
śuśoca
lamented
citram
variegated
kurarī iva
like a kurarī bird
su-svaram
in a very sweet voice.
The garland of flowers decorating the Queen’s head fell, and her hair scattered. Falling tears melted the collyrium on her eyes and moistened her breasts, which were covered with kuṅkuma powder. As she lamented the loss of her son, her loud crying resembled the sweet sound of a kurarī bird.
Viśvanātha Cakravartī Ṭhākura Gauḍīya
Translation
The garland of flowers decorating the Queen's head fell off, and her hair became scattered. Falling tears smeared the collyrium on her eyes and moistened her breasts, which were covered with kuṅkuma powder. She lamented the loss of her son like a wailing kurarī bird.
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