(1)

janama saphala ta’ra, krsna-darasana ya’ra

bhagye hoiyache eka-bara

bikasiya hrin-nayana kari’ krsna darasana

chade jiva citter bikara

 

(2)

vrndavana-keli catur vanamali

tribhanga-bhangimarupa vamsi-dhari aparupa

rasamaya nidhi, guna-sali

 

(3)

varna nava jaladhara sire sikhi piccha vara

alaka tilaka sobhapaya

paridhane pita-vasa vadane madhura hasa

hena rupa jagat mataya

 

(4)

indranila jini krsna-rupakhani

heriya kadamba-mule

mana ucatana na cale carana

samsara gelama bhule

 

(5)

(sakhi he) sudhamaya se rupa-madhuri

dekhile nayana, haya acetana,

jhare premamaya bari

 

(6)

kiba cuda sire kiba vamsi kare

kiba se tribhanga-thama

carana-kamale, amiya uchale,

tahate nupura dama

 

(6)

sada asa kari bhrnga-rupa dhari

carana kamale sthana

anayase pai krsna-guna gai

ara na bhajiba ana

 

 

(1) His birth is successful whose good fortune dawns so as to have the vision of Lord Krsna just once. When the jiva gives up all delusions of mind, then only he will see the vision of Krsnablooming within the eyes of his heart.

 

(2) He sees Krsna there fully decorated with garlands of forest flowers as the most expert connoisseur of all the amorous love-sports in Vrndavana. His transcendental playing wonderfully on His flute, mellows and is the abode of all form bent in three different places, He is the reservoir of all relishable virtuous qualities.

 

(3) By such a beautiful form He is maddening the entire universe. His complexion is like that of a fresh new rain cloud, His head is decorated with a big peacock feather, and His sandalwood tilaka on His forehead is most becoming. Wearing brilliant yellow-colored garments, He stands with His face decorated by a wide, sweet smile.

 

(4) Beholding Him standing thusly at the edge of a kadamba grove, I can see that Krsna's beauty is conquering the luster of an entire mine of sapphires. Seeing this, my mind has become so restless that my feet will move no longer, and I've completely forgotten about my family and home life in this world.

 

(5) Oh sakhi, oh dear girlfriend! Seeing that sweet form abounding in nectar, I have fallen unconscious as a fountain of tears borne of ecstatic love cascades from my eyes.

 

(6) What a wonderful crown upon His head! What a wonderful flute He is holding in His hand! What a wonderfully beautiful form as He stands in His three-fold bending posture! The nectar of His lotus feet is overflowing with the tinkling sound coming from the clusters of anklebells which are decorating them.

 

(7) Accepting the form of a honeybee, I always hope for a residence near His lotus feet. And I will get it very easily because I always sing the glories of Krsna, adoring no one else.