While gazing the big-red-lotus-eyes of Krishna, the eyes of Yashoda got tired but Her eyelids did not fall. Her heart got filled with humble and pure love for Krishna and She started nurturing Krishna with maternal love and childhood care.||2||

The hands of Krishna are soft, His eyes are full of amazement, His walking style is playful, and He laughs and cackles in glee. This immaculate appearance has enticed the mind of Yashoda, and She is overjoyed.||3||

[Yashoda thinks] O Mukund, Who is ocean of kindness! It is Your immeasurable mercy that You are playing happily in my home. It is my extraordinary fate that my arms hold Your cloud-like beautiful body.||4||