vahasi vapuṣi viśade vasanaḿ jaladābhaḿ

hala-hati-bhīti-milita-yamunābham

keśava dhṛta-haladhara-rūpa jaya jagadiśa hare

O Kesava! O Lord of the universe! O Lord Hari, who have assumed the form of Balarama, the yielder of the prowl All glories to You! On Your brilliant white body You wear garments the color of a fresh blue rain cloud. These garments are colored like the beautiful dark hue of the River Yamuna, who feels great fear due to the striking of Your plowshare.

(Verse 8, Dasavatara Strotram)