Original
Hindi
प्रेम-समुद्रकी मधुर तरंगें
[417]
(Rāga Bhūpālī - Tāla Kaharavā)
प्रियतमसे मिलनेको जिसके प्राण कर उठे हाहाकार। गिना नहीं उसने पथकी दूरीको, भयको किसी प्रकार॥ विकल, चल पड़ी वह निर्भय हो, बीहड़ वनमें बिना विचार। दुःख-कष्ट बन गये सभी पथके पाथेय, सुखद आहार॥ नहीं ताकती किसी ओर वह, नहीं किसीसे भी डरती। नहीं प्रलोभनमें पड़ती वह, नहीं चाह कुछ भी करती॥ पद-पदपर, पल-पल प्रियतमकी प्रिय सुधिमें आहें भरती। चली जा रही अटल लक्ष्यपर, वह जगमें जीवित मरती॥ वस्तुमात्रसे मेरापन उठ गया, मिट गया जगका राग। नहीं किसीसे द्वेष रह गया, जाग उठा मन विमल विराग॥ मिटी कामना विषयमात्रकी, रहा न असत् अहंका भाग। ममता पूरी प्रभु-चरणोंमें, अपनापन, अनन्य अनुराग॥ तन-मन-भोग, स्वर्ग-अपुनर्भवकी सुधि सारी सहज विसार। प्रिय-आकर्षणसे खिंच वह जा पहुँची प्रियतमके दरबार॥ प्रेम-सुधाकी मधु धारासे प्रियतमके पद-पद्म पखार। वह गिर पड़ी अचेतन-सी हो चेतन-चरणोंमें अनिवार॥ उठे प्राणधन, उसे उठाया, प्रेमविकल भरकर अँकवार। लगा लिया निज वक्षःस्थलसे, बही अश्रुओंकी शुचि धार॥ कोमल कर धर शीश, प्राणधन मधुर दृष्टिसे उसे निहार। अमिय-मधुर वाणीसे फिर वे करने लगे सरस सत्कार॥ दुर्लभ-दर्शन-स्पर्श प्राप्तकर, प्रियतमके सुन प्रेमालाप। आनन्दोदधि उछला, उसमें उठी तरंगें अमित, अमाप॥ धन्य हुई वह, मिटा सदाके लिये सकल विरहानल-ताप। रखा उसे निज हृदय-देशके मधु-मन्दिरमें प्रभुने आप॥
English translation
Sweet Waves of the Ocean of Love
[417]
(Raga Bhupali - Tala Kaharava)
Her life cried out in anguish to meet the Beloved. She neither counted the road's distance nor feared anything. Distraught yet fearless, she set out unthinking into the trackless forest. Every pain and hardship of the road became provisions and delightful food. She looked nowhere else and feared no one. She fell for no temptation and desired nothing. At every step and moment, she sighed in dear remembrance of the Beloved. She moved toward her unwavering goal, living dead within the world. The sense of "mine" toward every object vanished, and attachment to the world disappeared. No hatred for anyone remained; stainless detachment awakened in the mind. Every desire for sense objects ended, and no share of false ego remained. All possessiveness, belonging and exclusive love rested at the Lord's feet. She naturally forgot body, mind, enjoyment, heaven and freedom from rebirth. Drawn by the Beloved's attraction, she reached His court. With the honeyed stream of love's nectar, she bathed the Beloved's lotus feet. As though unconscious, she fell irresistibly at those conscious feet. The treasure of her life arose, lifted her and, overcome with love, enclosed her in His arms. He pressed her to His breast, and a pure stream of tears flowed. Placing His tender hand upon her head, the treasure of her life gazed upon her sweetly. Then with nectar-sweet words He offered her a gracious welcome. Receiving His rare vision and touch and hearing her Beloved's loving speech, the ocean of bliss surged, raising limitless, immeasurable waves. She became blessed, and all the heat of separation's fire vanished forever. The Lord Himself placed her in the honeyed temple within the realm of His heart.
Original
Rajasthani (Marwari) and Braj Bhasha
[418]
(Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
अब तो कुछ भी नहीं सुहावै, एक तुँ ही मन भावै है। तने मिलणने आज मेरो हिवड़ो उछल्यौ आवै है॥ तड़फ रहो ज्यूँ मछली जल बिन, अब तूँ क्यूँ तरसावै है। दरस दिखाणैमें देरी कर क्यूँ अब और सतावै है?॥ पण, जो इसी बातमैं तेरौ चित राजी होतो होवै। तौ कोई भी आँट नहीं, मने चाहै जितणौ दुख होवै॥ तेरे सुखसैं सुखिया हूँ मैं, तेरे लिये प्राण रोवै। मेरी खातिर प्रियतम! अपणै सुखमैं मत काँटा बोवै॥ पण या निश्चै समझ, तनैं मिलणैकी खातर मेरा प्राण। छिण-छिणमें व्याकुल होवै है, दरसणकी है भारी टाण॥ बाँध तुड़ाकर भाग्या चावै, मानै नहीं किसीकी काण। आठों पहर उड़्या-सा डोलै, पलक-पलककी समझै हाण॥ पण प्यारा! तेरी राजीमें है नित राजी मेरौ मन। प्राणधिक, दोनूँ लोकाँकौ तूँ ही मेरौ जीवन-धन॥ नहीं मिले तौ तेरी मरजी, पण तन-मन तेरे अरपन। लोक-वेद है तूँही मेरौ, तूँ ही मेरौ परम रतन॥ चातककी ज्यूँ सदा उड़ीकूँ कदे नहीं मुहनैं मोड़ूँ। दुख देवै, मारै, तड़पावै तो भी नेह नहीं तोड़ूँ॥ तरसा-तरसाकर जी लेवै तो भी तनैं नहीं छोड़ूँ। झाँकूँ नहीं दूसरी कानी तेरैमैं ही जी जोड़ूँ॥
[419]
(Rāga Kāfī - Tīna Tāla)
छलकि रहि गोपी मन अति प्रीती। चली छाँडि लज्जा सब कुल की, त्याग लोककी नीती॥
English translation
[418]
(Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
Now nothing pleases me; You alone delight my heart. Today my heart leaps up to meet You. I writhe like a fish without water, so why do You make me pine? Why delay showing me Your face and torment me further? But if Your heart is pleased by this very thing, I have no objection, however much sorrow comes to me. I am happy through Your happiness, while my life weeps for You. Beloved, do not plant a thorn in Your own happiness for my sake. Yet know this with certainty: my life longs to meet You. Moment after moment it grows distraught, for the pull of Your vision is immense. It would break its bonds and flee, heeding no one's restraint. All eight watches it wanders as though airborne, regarding every blink as loss. Yet, dear One, my heart is eternally pleased by Your pleasure. Dearer than life, You alone are the treasure of my life in both worlds. If we do not meet, that is Your will, yet body and mind are offered to You. You alone are society and scripture to me; You alone are my supreme jewel. Like the cataka bird, I shall wait forever and never turn my face away. Though You give pain, strike me and make me writhe, I shall not break my love. Though You torment me and take my life, I shall not abandon You. I shall not glance elsewhere; I join my life to You alone.
[419]
(Raga Kafi - Tina Tala)
Immense love overflowed within the gopi's heart. Abandoning all family shame and worldly convention, she set forth.
Original
Braj Bhasha and Hindi
Continuation of [419]
भई बावरी, दृग अपलक, सिर बिथुरे कुंचित केस। सुधि नहीं कछू मन-तन-बसननि की, कौन सँवारे बेस॥ भटकि रही मद-छकी-सदृस अति, नहीं बाह्य कछु चेत। रुकि-रुकि बोलि उठत गदगद - 'हा प्यारे! प्रान-निकेत!'॥ नाचि उठी करि हास्य मनोहर - 'आय गए प्रानेस'। कह, पुनि पकरन भुजा पसारी, परम प्रीति-आबेस॥ नहीं पाय, संकुचित बाहु करि, परी धरनि बेहाल। मन-भावन गोपी-प्रानाधिक आय गये तत्काल॥ लई उठाइ, अंक सिर राख्यौ, करि निज बसन बयार। भयौ चेत, आनंद हृदय अति, मिली सुभुजा पसार॥
[420]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaḍā - Tīna Tāla)
प्रितमकौ अति मधुर मनोहर कृष्ण नाम जब सुन्यौ ललाम। भर्यौ अमिय रस तबहिं हृदय में, भरत रहत तब तें सुख-धाम॥ अग-जग के बिसरी मैं तब तें सगरे मीठे-खारे नाम। कृष्ण नाम धुनि मंजु गूँज रहि सब दिस सकल काल अभिराम॥ सज्जन-सेवित वेद-लोक की मिटी सकल मरजादा-लाज। पिघल्यौ हियौ, बही दृग-धारा, अधर नाम सुचि रह्यौ विराज॥ रही न सुधि कछ कहन-करन की, समुझि न परत कहा यह रोग। कृष्ण नाम-रस उपजावत हिय नित नूतन वियोग-संयोग॥ कबहूँ हँसावत, कबहूँ रुलावत, कबहूँ करावत करुन पुकार। चेत-अचेत करावत पुनि-पुनि, कबहूँ मौन, कबहूँ चीत्कार॥ कहा करूँ, जाऊँ कहाँ मैं अब, पाऊँ जहाँ प्राननिके प्रान। मिलूँ हृदय भर तिन्ह तें मैं सखि! पाऊँ तुरत दुःख तें त्रान॥ सखि समुझावन लगी - 'सुनो हे राधा! धरौ हृदय में धीर। स्वयं कृष्ण मिलि सपदि हरेंगे सगरी तुम्हरे हिय की पीर'॥ इतने ही में सहसा प्रगटे, राधा-प्रिय हरि प्रेमाधार। विह्वल परी चरन राधा, ली तुरत उठाय, भरी अँकवार॥
English translation
Continuation of [419]
She became mad, her eyes unblinking and her curly hair disheveled. She retained no awareness of mind, body or garments; who could arrange her attire? She wandered like one deeply intoxicated, possessing no outward consciousness. Again and again she stopped and cried through a choked throat, "Ah Beloved, abode of my life!" Then she danced and laughed enchantingly: "The Lord of my life has come!" Saying this, she stretched out her arms to catch Him, overwhelmed by supreme love. Failing to find Him, she drew back her arms and fell helpless upon the earth. At once the heart-enchanting Lord, dearer than the gopis' lives, arrived. He lifted her, placed her head in His lap and fanned her with His garment. She recovered awareness, immense bliss filled her heart, and she met Him with outstretched arms.
[420]
(Raga Kalingada - Tina Tala)
When I heard the supremely sweet and captivating name Krishna, crown jewel of my Beloved, my heart immediately filled with nectar-rasa and has remained an abode of happiness ever since. From that moment I forgot every sweet and bitter name in the moving and unmoving world. The lovely resonance of Krishna's name resounds delightfully in every direction and at every time. All shame and convention of scripture and society honored by the virtuous disappeared. My heart melted, streams flowed from my eyes and the pure Name remained enthroned upon my lips. No awareness of speaking or acting remained, and I cannot understand what this illness is. The rasa of Krishna's name creates ever-new separation and union within my heart. Sometimes it makes me laugh, sometimes weep and sometimes cry out piteously. Again and again it makes me conscious and unconscious, sometimes silent and sometimes screaming. What shall I do, and where shall I go now to find the life of my life? Friend, let me meet Him to my heart's content and at once gain deliverance from sorrow. Her companion consoled Her: "Listen, Radha, hold firm within Your heart. Krishna Himself will meet You and immediately remove all Your heart's pain." At that very moment Hari, Radha's Beloved and foundation of love, suddenly appeared. Overwhelmed, Radha fell at His feet; He immediately lifted Her and enclosed Her in His arms.
Original
Braj Bhasha
[421]
(Rāga Jaijaiwantī - Tīna Tāla)
भई गति कैसी सुनु सजनी! धुनि मनोहर कृष्ण नाम की, जब तैं मधुर सुनी॥ अचरज भर्यौ अमृत हियमें, तातें प्रगटी अगिनी। तुझे न बिनु पाये यह दरसन-सुधा दाह-समनी॥ नित्य निरंतर तड़फत मन, नहिं चैन दिवस-रजनी। सार-हीन जीवन बिनु प्रियतम सु-मिलन नीलमनी॥ सखी! सुदौसी लै चलु, हौं जहँ माधव नाम-धनी। नहिं उपकार बिसारूँ पल-छिन, रहूँ कृतज्ञ-रिनी॥
[422]
(Rāga Āsāvarī - Tīna Tāla)
लग्यौ तब हिय मीठौ आघात। जब वनितोत्सवरूप-सील की दूती ने कहि बात॥ तब तें घाव हरौ ही है सखि! पल-पल बढ़ती पीर। देखन कौं वा रूप-सील-छवि मैं अति भई अधीर॥ नव-नीरद-दुति, नटवर सुंदर मोरपिच्छ सिर सोह। मुरली मधुर अधर पर सोभित चिदानन्द-संदोह॥ मृदु मुसकान नैन-भौं बाँकी, घन घुँघरारे केस। बिजुरी-बरन बसन तन राजत सुर-मुनि-मोहन भेस॥ कटि करधनि, पग नूपुर बाजत, गल गुंजा-बनमाल। कैसे करि सखि! सपदि बिलोकूँ मैं वह रूप रसाल॥ नहिंतर, टीस मिटै नहिं कबहूँ, सूखै कबहुँ न घाव। विषम वेदनामें स्मृति-सुख अति रहत बढ़ावत चाव॥
English translation
[421]
(Raga Jaijaiwanti - Tina Tala)
Listen, friend, what a condition has befallen me since I sweetly heard the enchanting resonance of Krishna's name. Wondrous nectar filled my heart, and from that nectar a fire arose. Its burning can be calmed only by attaining You and the nectar of Your vision. My heart writhes constantly and finds no peace by day or night. Life has no essence without blessed union with the sapphire Beloved. Friend, take me as a gracious messenger to where Madhava, the possessor of the Name, dwells. I shall not forget this kindness for even a moment but remain gratefully indebted.
[422]
(Raga Asavari - Tina Tala)
Then a sweet wound struck my heart when the messenger spoke of His form and character, which are a festival for women. Since then the wound has remained fresh, friend, and its pain grows every moment. I have become utterly impatient to behold the beauty of that form and character. He shines like a fresh rain cloud; lovely Natavara wears a peacock feather upon His head. The sweet flute adorns His lips, and He is a treasury of conscious bliss. His smile is gentle, His eyes and brows charmingly curved and His dark hair thick and curling. Lightning-colored cloth adorns His body, whose attire enchants gods and sages. A jeweled girdle encircles His waist, anklets ring upon His feet and gunja and forest garlands adorn His neck. Friend, how may I behold that rasa-filled form at once? Otherwise this pang will never end and the wound will never dry. Within terrible pain, the happiness of remembrance continually increases my longing.
Original
Braj Bhasha
[423]
(Rāga Naṭa - Tīna Tāla)
बंदीजन आए गुन गावत। मोद-भरे मन मोहन-प्रिय गुन-रूप रुचिर बहुभाँति सुनावत॥ अतुलनीय गुन-रूप-सुधा-निधि कितहूँ न कछु उपमा कवि पावत। बिबिध बिचित्र बिमल गुन बरनन करत, सबनि कौ मोद बढ़ावत॥ भाग्यवान उन बंदीजन कूँ देखि मधुरतम रस बरसावत। प्रेम-अगिनि प्रगटी उर-अंतर भोग-राग-अभिलाष जरावत॥ मधुर रूप गुन-निधि कौं सुनि, मो लगी न बेर हृदय में लावत। कर एकाधिपत्य मो मन में आइ बसे पिय हँसत-हँसावत॥ तब तैं सखी! मैं भई बावरी रही न सुधि कछू करत-करावत। कब वे मिलैं प्रान-धन मोकूँ, सरस हृदय सौं हिय सरसावत॥
[424]
(Rāga Divya Hiṇḍola - Tīna Tāla)
सखी सौं सुनि वा दिन गुन-गान। रंग-रूप-रस-जस परिपूरन रसिकराज रसखान॥ ता दिन तें उर बसी माधुरी मूरति मोद-निधान। चलत-खात, सोवत-जागत नित, पल न परत व्यौधान॥ सखि! तुम कहो सब मेरे हित, चहौ सदा कल्यान। किंतु बिबस, मोहि सुधि न रही कछु, रह्यौ न जग कौ ध्यान॥ बिसरी लोक-बेद-मरजादा, ममता कुल की कान। मिलिबे कौ अति आतुर मन, पल बीतत जुगनि समान॥ मोहि न मुक्ति की बाँछा सजनी! नहीं नरक भय-भान। अब तौ मिलौं स्याम-प्रिय निधरक गाय, बजाय निसान॥
[425]
(Rāga Paṭadīpa - Tīna Tāla)
स्याम विमल गुन सुनत गोपिका तन-धन सकल भुलानी हो। मन हर लियौ स्याम-गुन ताकौ, सो बिनु मोल बिकानी हो॥
English translation
[423]
(Raga Nata - Tina Tala)
Court bards came singing His virtues. Their hearts filled with joy, they described the Beloved Mohana's lovely virtues and form in many ways. No poet anywhere could find any comparison for that incomparable treasury of the nectar of form and virtue. Describing His many wondrous and stainless qualities, they increased everyone's delight. Seeing those fortunate bards shower the sweetest rasa, a fire of love appeared within my heart and burned desire and attachment to enjoyment. The moment I heard of the treasury of sweet form and virtue, I brought Him into my heart. Establishing sole sovereignty over my mind, the Beloved came to dwell there, smiling and making me smile. Since then, friend, I have become mad and retain no awareness of doing or causing anything. When will the treasure of my life meet me and make my heart delightful with His rasa-filled heart?
[424]
(Raga Divya Hindola - Tina Tala)
That day I heard a companion sing His virtues: "The king of rasikas, treasury of rasa, is full of color, form, rasa and glory." From that day the embodiment of sweetness, the treasury of joy, has dwelt within my heart. While walking and eating, sleeping and waking, not a moment's interruption occurs. Friend, everything you say is for my good, and you forever desire my welfare. Yet I am helpless; no awareness remains and attention to the world is gone. I have forgotten society, scripture, convention, family attachment and reputation. My heart is desperate to meet Him, and each moment passes like an age. Friend, I desire no liberation and possess no awareness or fear of hell. Now let me fearlessly meet dear Syama, singing aloud and beating the drum.
[425]
(Raga Patadipa - Tina Tala)
Hearing Syama's stainless virtues, the gopi forgot body, wealth and everything else. Syama's virtues stole her mind, and she was sold to Him without price.
Original
Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [425]
रंग-भरे, रस-भरे, गुन-भरे मोहन रस के खानी हो। करी ताहि सब भाँति अकरमी, दुख-सुख रहित दिवानी हो॥ रोवत कबहूँ, हँसत, बिलपत अति, निरतत, रहत चुपानी हो। कबहुँ प्रेम-रस बरनत बहु बिधि भाव निमग्न सयानी हो॥ कबहूँ असंबद्ध बोलत, बहु करत प्रलाप, परानी हो। भई बिचित्र दसा गोपी की प्रेम-समुद्र समानी हो॥ पूर्वराग के परम प्रेम की मूरति प्रिय-मन मानी हो। धन्य-धन्य रसमयी गोपिका दिव्य प्रेम सहदानी हो॥
[426]
(Rāga Kāfī - Mūla Tāla)
सुनि सहसा सुर मधुर भई हौं बावरी। बिंध्यौ प्रेम कौ बान भयौ हिय घाव री॥ मधुर कसक कमनीय भर्यौ रस भाव री। मिट्यौ सकल अभिमान, गयौ सब ताव री॥ भोग-राग मिटि गयौ, न रहो झुकाव री। भयौ समरपन निराबरन, न दुराव री॥ मन-गति सूधी भई, न रहे पड़ाव री। भय-बिषाद-लज्जा कौ भयौ अभाव री॥ जाग्यौ अमिट अमाप मिलन कौ चाव री। सखि! अब मो कूँ माधव बेगि मिलाव री॥
[427]
(Rāga Mālakauṃsa - Tīna Tāla)
गयौ मन मेरौ, सब कछु त्याग। मुरली की सुनि मधुर तान मन उमग्यौ अति अनुराग॥ अधर-सुधा-रस-सनी सुनाई गाय मधुरतम राग। मधुर दिव्य रस भर्यौ हृदय में, अग-जग छयौ विराग॥ जिनसे सोक-मोह-मद-लज्जा-गर्ब चल्यौ भय भाग। मिटी सकल ममता, अभिलाषा, भुक्ति-मुक्ति की माँग॥
English translation
Continuation of [425]
Mohana, treasury of rasa, is filled with color, rasa and virtues. He made her wholly inactive, mad and beyond both sorrow and happiness. Sometimes she wept, laughed or lamented bitterly; sometimes she danced or remained silent. Sometimes the wise Lady, immersed in feeling, described the rasa of love in many ways. Sometimes she spoke incoherently and raved at length, beside herself. The gopi's condition became wondrous as she merged into the ocean of love. She is the embodiment of supreme love in purva-raga, honored within the Beloved's heart. Blessed, blessed is the rasa-filled gopi, a natural giver of divine love.
[426]
(Raga Kafi - Mula Tala)
Suddenly hearing that sweet note, I went mad. Love's arrow pierced me and wounded my heart. A lovely, sweet pang filled me with rasa and feeling. Every pride disappeared and every fever left. Attachment to enjoyment vanished, and no inclination remained. Surrender became open and uncovered, without concealment. The mind's course became straight and found no resting place. Fear, sorrow and shame ceased to exist. An indelible and immeasurable longing for union awoke. Friend, unite me with Madhava quickly now!
[427]
(Raga Malakaunsa - Tina Tala)
My mind departed, abandoning everything. Hearing the flute's sweet melody, immense love surged within it. Steeped in the nectar-rasa of His lips, it sang a supremely sweet raga. Sweet divine rasa filled my heart, and detachment covered the moving and unmoving world. Through it, sorrow, delusion, intoxication, shame, pride and fear fled. All possessiveness, desire and demand for enjoyment or liberation disappeared.
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Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [427]
मधुर मिलन की एक लालसा उठी तीब्रतम जाग। दे दरसन कृतार्थ करिहें कब मन-मोहन बड़भाग॥
[428]
(Rāga Kāliñjaḍā - Tīna Tāla)
जा दिन तैं मुरली-धुनि मेरे श्रवननि आइ समानी री। ता दिन तैं हौं भई बावरी, पिय के हाथ बिकानी री॥ कछ न सुहावै, भावै मो कूँ, ना कछु घर कौ सोच री। जस-अपजस कौ मोहि न डर कछु, भई मति अति ही पोच री॥ रात-दिनाँ बिरमत मो मन में, वा मुरली कौ राग री। हौं तो मिलि मुरलीवारे सौं, पायी सहज सुहाग री॥ सब बिधि सौं हौं भई अकिंचन, कछ नहिं मेरे पास री। मोहन मुरलीधर माधौ सौं लगी प्रेम की फाँस री॥
[429]
(Rāga Suhā Bilāvala - Tīna Tāla)
सोवत रही सखी! मैं अति सुख। कोटि भानु-दुति राजत, सीतल प्रगट्यौ मधुर मनोहर श्रीमुख॥ अधर मधुर मृदु मुसुकनि मोहनि, ऋषि, मुनि, ग्यानी-तापस-मन-हर। भ्रुकुटि कुटिल सुचि चंचल दृग-जुग, मोहन बेनु विमल राजत कर॥ मुक्ता-मनि-गुंजा-तुलसी-बन-सुमन-हार सोभित सुंदर गल। पग नूपुर छमकार चित्तहर, बाजत कटि किंकिनि घूँघर कल॥ पाय रूप-सौन्दर्य-सुधा में छकी, थकी-सी रही चकित मन। भुजा पसार चली अति आतुर बिह्वल तुरत चरन-जुग पकरन॥ टूट्यौ सुपन, जगी औचक, रहि भौंचक दीखे नहिं नन्द-नंदन। तब तैं दारुन जरत जरनि जिय, निसि-दिन दहत रहत सखि! मन-तन॥
[430]
(Rāga Kedāra - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! मैं कहा कहूँ मन की। जागत बनै न सोवत मो तें, भई बौरी, सनकी॥
English translation
Continuation of [427]
One longing alone awoke with supreme intensity: sweet union. When will greatly blessed Manamohana grant His vision and fulfill me?
[428]
(Raga Kalinjada - Tina Tala)
From the day the flute's melody entered and merged into my ears, I became mad and was sold into the Beloved's hands. Nothing pleases or attracts me, nor do I think of home. I do not fear fame or infamy; my reason has become utterly feeble. Night and day that flute's raga circles within my mind. Meeting the flute-player, I attained my natural good fortune. In every way I have become possessionless; nothing remains with me. The snare of love binds me to Mohana, flute-bearing Madho.
[429]
(Raga Suha Bilavala - Tina Tala)
Friend, I slept in profound happiness. A sweet, enchanting and cooling blessed face appeared, radiant as millions of suns. His lips were sweet, His gentle smile enchanting and stealing the minds of sages, seers, knowers and ascetics. His brows were curved, His pure, restless eyes lovely, and a stainless, enchanting flute shone in His hand. Garlands of pearls, jewels, gunja, tulasi and forest flowers adorned His beautiful neck. Mind-stealing anklets chimed at His feet, and lovely bells rang upon His waist. Drunk on the nectar of His form and beauty, I remained astonished and almost exhausted. Spreading my arms, I rushed in desperate longing to grasp His twin feet. The dream broke. I awoke suddenly and stared in shock, for Nanda's son was nowhere to be seen. Since then, friend, a terrible flame burns within my life and consumes mind and body night and day.
[430]
(Raga Kedara - Tina Tala)
Friend, how can I express what is in my heart? I can neither remain awake nor sleep; I have become mad and deranged.
Original
Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [430]
गई हुती वा दिन मैं बन कूँ, सुध बिसरी तन की। जा पहुँची प्रेरित-सी लीला-भुवि मन-मोहन की॥ देखी तहाँ बिचित्र बिलच्छन सुषमा श्रीबन की। परस्यौ पवन तहाँ कौ तन, भई संगति रज-कन की॥ बे-सुध, फिरि आई मैं भूली संग्या जीवन की। तब तैं कछु न सुहावै, लगि रहि ललक सु-दरसन की॥
[431]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaḍā - Tāla Kaharavā)
आजु देखि आई हौं सजनी! उन कौं जमुना-तीर री। निरखे अतिहि निकट सौं नख-सिख, तब तैं भई हौं अधीर री॥ मैंने सुन्यौ, नाम लै मेरौ मुरली माँहि सुजान री। मो कूँ टेरि बुलावत निज ढिग, मो प्राननि के प्रान री॥ जा बिधि चुंबक के आकरषन लोह चलत अनयास री। ता बिधि हौं दौरी आतुर ह्वै, पहुँची उनके पास री॥ जमुना-कूल कदंब की छाया, ठाढ़े मोहन बेस री। मृदु मुसकानि देखि बौरी भई, रह्यो न मति कौ लेस री॥ ठाढ़ी माटी की पुतरी-ज्यौं, नाहिं काल कौ ग्यान री। रूप-सुधा पी-पी अति माती, मिटि गयौ तन कौ भान री॥ मोतै कही - 'जाहु घर अपने, मन महँ भरि अनुराग री'। चली देह तब अभिमंत्रित-सी, प्रियतम कौ संग त्याग री॥ मन रहि गयौ स्याम-चरननि महँ, सरबस आई सौंप री। तन ब्याकुल, उपाय नहिं सूझत, मिलिबे की अति चौंंप री॥
[432]
(Rāga Paraja - Tāla Kaharavā)
देखे जब मन-मोहन मोहन, प्रेमानन्द-सुधा-सागर। नित-नवरूप-महोदधि, गुण-निधि सकल कलामय, नट-नागर॥ शब्द एक निकला नहिं मुखसे, नेत्र एकटक रहे निहार। बिगलित हुआ हृदय क्षण भरमें, बही आँसुओंकी शुचि धार॥
English translation
Continuation of [430]
That day I went to the forest, forgetting awareness of my body. As though impelled, I reached the realm of Manamohana's lila. There I saw the wondrous and extraordinary splendor of the blessed forest. Its breeze touched my body, and I came into contact with particles of its dust. Unconscious, I returned, having forgotten the very awareness of life. Since then nothing pleases me, and longing for His blessed vision clings to me.
[431]
(Raga Kalingada - Tala Kaharava)
Friend, today I saw Him on the bank of the Yamuna. I beheld Him from very near, from toenails to crown, and ever since I have been restless. I heard the wise One take my name upon His flute. The life of my lives was calling me to His side. As iron moves effortlessly under a magnet's attraction, so I ran in desperate longing and reached Him. Mohana stood beneath a kadamba tree on the Yamuna's bank. Seeing His gentle smile, I went mad and not a trace of reason remained. I stood like a clay doll, without awareness of time. Drinking the nectar of His form, I became deeply intoxicated and lost awareness of the body. He told me, "Return to your home with love filling your heart." Then, as though enchanted, my body departed and left the Beloved's company. My mind remained at Syama's feet, having surrendered everything there. My body is distraught; no remedy appears, so intense is its longing to meet Him.
[432]
(Raga Paraja - Tala Kaharava)
When I saw the mind-enchanting Mohana, ocean of the nectar of love's bliss, the ever-fresh ocean of form, treasury of virtues, master of every art and gallant dancer, not one word emerged from my mouth; my eyes remained fixed upon Him. In a moment my heart melted, and a pure stream of tears flowed.
Original
Hindi and Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [432]
अंग-अंग आकुलता छायी, सबके एक यही अभिलाष - कर स्वीकार हमें सेवामें, देते रहें नित्य उल्लास॥ नव-नीरद-नीलाभ श्याम, विद्युत-सी शोभित भानु-लली। मुख-पंकज-रस-मत्त परस्पर दोनोंके शुभ नेत्र-अली॥ सखी-सहचरी राधाकी सब कायव्यूहरूपा सुख-सार। नित्य युगल-सुख-सेवा-रत निर्मल रति की मूरति साकार॥ निरखि श्याम-श्यामा छबि अनुपम व्रज-वनितागण सहित ललाम। धन्य हो गया जीवन मेरा, पूर्ण हुए मनके सब काम॥
[433]
(Rāga Toḍī - Tīna Tāla)
मन की मन ही माँहि रही। मनमोहन-मुख निरखत भूली, एकौ नायें कही॥ भई बिमुग्ध, सब्द नहिं निकस्यौ, नैनन सुधा बही। तब तें हिए-हिंडोरें निसि-दिन पिय-छबि झूलि रही॥
[434]
(First Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
हौं जल भरन गई री सजनी! सजि वा दिन कालिंदी-कूल। देखि तहाँ ठाढ़े नटवर नंद-लाल, गई सारी सुध भूल॥ अंग-अंग रस-सुधा बरसि रहि, नव किसोर, लावन्य ललाम। कुंचित कच, त्रिभंग तनु-भंगिम, सिर मयूर-चंद्रिका सुठाम॥ चंचल दृग तिरछे-अरुनारे, स्रवत प्रेम-रस की मधु धार। बरबस करषि लियौ मन मेरौ कोटि मनोज लजावनहार॥ सुस्मित अधर बदन मुनि-मन-हर, बरन नील, उर मुकता-पाँति। मधुर मुरलि मधु-नाद-निनादिनि हरत मदन-मानस सब भाँति॥ वा दिन तैं मोहि कछू न सुहावै, काँपत सकल अंग दिन-रात। कब निरखौं मन भरि मन-मोहन, कब परसौं सुचि पद-जलजात॥
English translation
Continuation of [432]
Longing covered every limb, and everyone possessed only this one desire: may He accept us in service and forever bestow delight. Syama is dark blue like a fresh rain cloud, while the sun's daughter shines like lightning. The blessed honeybees of Their eyes are mutually intoxicated by the rasa of each other's lotus faces. All Radha's friends and companions are expansions of Her form and the essence of happiness. Forever absorbed in serving the Divine Pair's happiness, they embody stainless love. Beholding Syama and His fair Beloved's incomparable beauty with the glorious women of Vraja, my life became blessed and every purpose of my heart was fulfilled.
[433]
(Raga Todi - Tina Tala)
What was in my mind remained within my mind. Gazing upon Manamohana's face, I forgot and could not utter even one thing. I became utterly enchanted; no word emerged, while nectar flowed from my eyes. Ever since, the Beloved's image swings night and day upon the swing within my heart.
[434]
(First Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
Friend, that day I went adorned to fetch water from the bank of the Kalindi. There I saw Natavara, Nanda's son, standing, and every awareness vanished. Nectar-rasa showered from every limb of the ever-young crown of beauty. His hair curled, His body bent threefold and a splendid peacock-moon adorned His head. His restless, sidelong and reddened eyes poured a honeyed stream of love's rasa. The One who shames millions of Cupids irresistibly drew away my mind. His smiling lips and face steal the sages' minds; His complexion is blue and pearls adorn His breast. His sweet flute resounds with honeyed notes and steals even Cupid's mind in every way. Since that day nothing pleases me, and all my limbs tremble day and night. When shall I behold Manamohana to my heart's content, and when shall I touch His pure lotus feet?
Original
Hindi and Braj Bhasha
[435]
(Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
जब तैं मैं देखे मन-मोहन ठाढ़े रबि-तनया के तीर। तब तैं कल न परत पलभर मोहि, मन अति बिकल, धरत नहिं धीर॥ नैननि झरत सलिल निसि-बासर, नींद नैकु नहिं आवति रात। बिरमत मन न कितहूँ छिन एकहु, घर-आँगन-बन कछु न सुहात॥ अधर मधुर मृदु हास, सरद-ससि लजत बदन-बिधु अनुपम देखि। बिधि-रचना-अतीत, अतुलित, अतिसय रसमय, सुषमा अवरेखि॥ कुटिल भ्रुकुटि, कटि पीत बसन, सिर मुकुट मोर, कल कुंचित-केस। झलमलात श्रुति-कुंडल-दुति दमकत कपोल, सुचि नटवर बेस॥ मधुर दृष्टि मानौ बरछी-सी करि घायल पियूष भरती। घाव हरौ ही रहत नित्य, मधु-तीखी कसक मोद करती॥ परसन कौं अँग-अंग बिसूरत, तिलमिलात तन, होत अधीर। तरफरात ये प्रान नित्य, ढूँढ़त उड़ि मिलिबे की तदबीर॥ देखन कौं पुनि सुखद स्याम-घन बने पपीहा हैं ये नैन। पल-पल पीउ रटत, न हटत मन, बिकल सुनन कौं मधुरे बैन॥ सखि! तुम जतन करौ, काहू बिधि दरसन करि पावें चितचोर। प्रान रहैं, मन नाचि उठे भरि मोद, नचत जिमि घन लखि मोर॥
[436]
(Rāga Āsāvarī - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! मैं स्याम लुभानी हो। बिबस भई, बिनु गथ मन-मोहन हाथ बिकानी हो॥ सखियन सँग इक दिनाँ गई हौं भरवे पानी हो। रबि-तनया-तट मिल्यौ मदन-मद-हर रसखानी हो॥ तिरछी भौंह भँवाय ठगौरी मो पर ठानी हो। तब तैं कहा भयौ, को जानें, भाव भुलानी हो॥ बिसरी तन-मन की सुध-बुध, सब लोक-कहानी हो। आठौं जाम लगत यौं, ज्यों तिन तन लपटानी हो॥
English translation
[435]
(Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
Ever since I saw Manamohana standing on the bank of the sun's daughter, I have had not a moment's peace; my mind is distraught and cannot remain composed. Water falls from my eyes night and day, and not the slightest sleep comes at night. My mind rests nowhere for even a moment; neither home, courtyard nor forest pleases me. His lips are sweet, His smile gentle and His incomparable moon-face shames the autumn moon. His beauty surpasses creation, unequaled and filled beyond measure with rasa. His brows curve, yellow cloth encircles His waist, a peacock crown rests upon His head and His lovely hair curls. The radiance of His earrings sparkles, His cheeks shine and His pure attire is that of Natavara. His sweet glance is like a spear that wounds and then fills the wound with nectar. The wound remains forever fresh, while its honey-sharp pang gives joy. Every limb longs to touch Him; the body burns and grows impatient. These lives writhe continually, searching for a way to fly and meet Him. To see the blissful dark cloud Syama again, these eyes have become cataka birds. Moment after moment they cry "Beloved"; the mind will not turn away and longs desperately to hear His sweet words. Friend, make some effort so that by any means we may behold the thief of hearts. Then life may remain and the mind dance with delight as a peacock dances on seeing a cloud.
[436]
(Raga Asavari - Tina Tala)
Friend, I have been enchanted by Syama. Helpless, I was sold into Manamohana's hands without even a knot to bind the bargain. One day I went with my companions to fetch water. On the bank of the sun's daughter I met the treasury of rasa who shatters Cupid's pride. Moving His slanting brows, He cast an enchantment upon me. Who knows what happened after that? I forgot all awareness. Awareness of body and mind and every worldly tale disappeared. All eight watches feel as though I remain clasped to His body.
Original
Braj Bhasha
[437]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tīna Tāla)
जब तैं मैं देखे नंद-नंदन, खेलत जमुना-कूल री। तब तैं कुल कौ कूल बहि गयौ, गई सब सुध-बुध भूल री॥ तन-मन-प्रान पलटि गए सगरे, भए कान्ह के रूप री। निसि-दिन अनुभव करत आपु मेंह मोहन रूप अनूप री॥ घर-बाहर, जल-थल, नभ-कानन, जहाँ-तहाँ दृष्टि-पसार री। तहाँ-तहाँ हौं नित निरतत निरखौं प्यारौ नंद-कुमार री॥ हौं बौरी, की दृष्टि पलट गई, की जग छायौ श्याम री। नैन-प्रान-मन सब जा अटके रूप-सुधा-रस-धाम री॥
[438]
(Rāga Bhūpālī - Tīna Tāla)
आजु इन नयनन्हि निरखे श्याम। निकसे ही मेरे मारग तैं नव नटवर अभिराम॥ मो तन देखि मधुर मुसुकाने मोहन-दृष्टि ललाम। ताही छिन तैं भए तिनहिं के तन-मन-मति-धन-धाम॥ हौं बिनु मोल बिकी तिन चरनन्हि, रह्यौ न जग कछ काम। माधव-पद-पंकज पायी नित मन-मधुकर बिश्राम॥
[439]
(Rāga Āsāvarī - Tīna Tāla)
कहाँ का मन-नयननि की बात। देखन-हित नित नंद-नंदन कौं छन-छन अति अकुलात॥ बिनु देखें तिन जो पल बीतत, कलप समान लखात। बिरहानल नित बरत हिए महँ, छार करत सब गात॥ आवत रही मायके सौं हौं एक दिनाँ परभात। गैयन के सँग देखे मैंने मंद-मंद मुसुकात॥
English translation
[437]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tina Tala)
Ever since I saw Nanda's son playing upon the Yamuna's bank, the shore of family honor was swept away, and all awareness was lost. Body, mind and life were wholly transformed and became Kanha's own form. Night and day I experience Mohana's incomparable form within myself. At home or outside, in water or on land, in sky or forest, wherever my gaze extends, there I continually behold dear Nanda-kumara dancing. Either I have gone mad and my vision has changed, or Syama has covered the world. Eyes, life and mind are all fastened to that abode of the nectar-rasa of beauty.
[438]
(Raga Bhupali - Tina Tala)
Today these eyes beheld Syama. The enchanting, ever-fresh Natavara emerged upon my path. Seeing my body, He smiled sweetly with His supreme, enchanting glance. From that moment, body, mind, understanding, wealth and home became His. I was sold without price at His feet, and no worldly purpose remained. Having attained Madhava's lotus feet, the honeybee of my mind rests there eternally.
[439]
(Raga Asavari - Tina Tala)
What can be said of mind and eyes? Moment after moment they grow desperate to behold Nanda's son. Each moment that passes without seeing Him appears like an age. The fire of separation forever burns within my heart and reduces every limb to ash. One dawn I was returning from my mother's home. I saw Him among the cows, smiling gently.
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Hindi and Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [439]
वा दिन तैं मोहि लग्यौ रोग यह, मच्यौ घोर उतपात। अष्टजाम हौं रहौं अनमनी, घर-बाहर न सुहात॥ रैन-दिवस प्रतिपल देखन कौं नयन रहें ललचात। हौं कुलबधू रहूँ सँग कैसें तिन के सब दिन-रात॥ मैं मनाय हारी मन-नयननि समुझाए बहु भाँत। ये हठि परे, न मानें, बीतत काल सदा बिललात॥
[440]
(Fifth Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
गई हुती वा दिनाँ किसोरी, ले मटकी जमुना के तीर। ता दिन सौं ह्वै रही अनमनी, रहति निरंतर अबुध-अधीर॥ नयन मूँदि, निज कर कपोल धरि, बैठि इकंत करति कछु ध्यान। नित उदास, उल्लास-रहित, मुख-कंज संकुचित, सदा मलान॥ सिथिल अंग, सावन-भादौं-ज्यों बहती सदा दृगन जल-धार। छन-छन कंप, अचेतन तन, अति दीर्घ साँस, अधरनि फुतकार॥ अस्त-व्यस्त भए अति रूखे, धूरि भरे सुचि कुंचित केस। बसन मलिन, सिंगार-हीन-तन, छीन-दीन अति दारुन बेस॥ ललिता आइ भई अति पीड़ित, देखि किसोरी कौं बेहाल। गोद लेइ, मृदु कर निज आँचल सौं आँसू पौंछे ततकाल॥ प्रीति-सुधामय मीठी बानी सौं ललिता नैं पूँछी बात। 'सदा सुखी, हँस-मुखी, आज सखि! सूखि रहा क्यों रसमय गात? क्यों तू बिलखि रही अति आतुर, क्यों तेरे अति आकुल प्रान?'॥ ललिता समुझि गई मन, निश्चै बिंध्यौ हियौ मोहन के बान॥
[441]
(Rāga Toḍī - Tāla Kaharavā)
देखा मैंने उस दिन प्रातः प्रियको कालिन्दीके कूल। सिरपर मोर-पिच्छ था, चूड़ामें थे गुम्फित मालति-फूल॥
English translation
Continuation of [439]
From that day this illness seized me, and terrible turmoil arose. All eight watches I remain absent-minded, pleased by neither home nor outside. Day and night, at every moment, my eyes yearn to see Him. How can I, a daughter-in-law of a respectable family, remain with Him day and night? I have exhausted myself coaxing and explaining to mind and eyes in many ways. They remain obstinate and refuse to obey, lamenting continually as time passes.
[440]
(Fifth Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
That day the young Lady went with Her water pot to the bank of the Yamuna. Ever since, She has remained absent-minded, continually unknowing and restless. Closing Her eyes and resting Her cheek upon Her hand, She sits alone in meditation. Forever sad and without delight, Her lotus face is contracted and perpetually pale. Her limbs are weak, while streams flow from Her eyes like the rains of Sravana and Bhadra. She trembles moment by moment, Her body unconscious, breaths exceedingly long and lips gasping. Her pure, curling hair is disordered, very dry and filled with dust. Her garments are soiled, Her body without ornament, Her form emaciated, pitiable and severe. Lalita came and was deeply pained to see the young Lady helpless. Taking Her in her lap, she immediately wiped Her tears with a tender hand and her own veil. With sweet words filled with the nectar of affection, Lalita asked, "Friend, always happy and smiling, why is Your rasa-filled body withering today? Why do You lament so desperately, and why are Your life-airs so agitated?" Lalita understood within: surely Mohana's arrow had pierced Her heart.
[441]
(Raga Todi - Tala Kaharava)
That morning I saw my Beloved upon the bank of the Kalindi. A peacock feather rested upon His head, and malati flowers were woven into His topknot.
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Hindi and Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [441]
श्यामवर्ण छिटकी आभा थी, तनपर पीत वस्त्र द्युतिमान। मधुर-मनोहर मुख था, छायी थी मृदु अधरोंपर मुसकान॥ गले झूलता था सुरभित वन-कुसुमोंका तुलसीयुत हार। भ्रमर-समूह कर रहा था उसपर अति मधुर-स्वर गुंजार॥ छेड़ रहे थे मुरलीमें मोहन मुनि-मोहिनि मीठी तान। रूप-छटाको निरख, सखी! मैं भूल गयी सत्वर निज भान॥ तबसे सखी! हुई मैं पगली, रहा न तन-मनका कुछ ज्ञान। कब देखूँगी पुनः मुख-कमल मधुर-मनोहर मैं रस-खान॥
[442]
(Rāga Jogiyā - Tīna Tāla)
मेरौ मन रूप-समुद्र पर्यौ। बदन-सुधानिधि इकटक निरखत नैकहु नायें टर्यौ॥ नैन बिसाल रसाल बस्यौ मन छिनहु नायें निसर्यौ। अमल अधर मृदु हास मधुर छवि आनँद अमित भर्यौ॥ अलक-झलक मधुकर मदहारी लखि निज सुधि बिसर्यौ। अंग-अंग नख-सिखकी माधुरि, बरबस रहत हर्यौ॥
[443]
(Rāga Paṭadīpa - Tīna Tāla)
मेरौ मन मोहन छबि पे अटक्यौ। छायौ अति आनंद जबहिं तें रूप-सुधा-रस गटक्यौ॥ जग के हास-विलास-त्रास तें रहत सदा ही सटक्यौ। स्वर्ग-मोच्छकी मिटी कलपना, रूप-डोर-मन लटक्यौ॥ तड़फड़ात दरसन-हित निसि-दिन नैकु न मानत हटक्यौ। नित नव-नव उतकंठा जागत रहत सदा ही मटक्यौ॥
English translation
Continuation of [441]
A dark radiance spread from His complexion, and luminous yellow cloth adorned His body. His face was sweet and enchanting, with a gentle smile resting upon His lips. A fragrant garland of forest flowers woven with tulasi hung around His neck. A swarm of bees hummed upon it in exceedingly sweet tones. Mohana played upon His flute a honeyed melody that enchants even sages. Friend, beholding the splendor of His form, I instantly forgot myself. Since then, friend, I have gone mad and possess no awareness of body or mind. When will I again behold that sweet and captivating lotus face, the treasury of rasa?
[442]
(Raga Jogiya - Tina Tala)
My mind has fallen into the ocean of His form. Gazing fixedly upon the nectar-treasure of His face, it will not turn away even slightly. Those large, rasa-filled eyes dwell within my mind and do not leave even for a moment. His stainless lips, gentle smile and sweet beauty fill me with immeasurable joy. Seeing the glimmer of His curls, which steals the intoxication of honeybees, I forgot myself. The sweetness of every limb from toenails to crown continually steals me by force.
[443]
(Raga Patadipa - Tina Tala)
My mind is caught upon Mohana's beauty. Immense bliss has covered it ever since it swallowed the nectar-rasa of His form. It forever withdraws from the laughter, pleasure and distress of the world. Thoughts of heaven and liberation have vanished; the mind hangs from the cord of His form. Night and day it writhes for His vision and will not heed restraint. Ever-new longing continually awakens, and the mind remains forever restless.
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Hindi and Braj Bhasha
[444]
(Rāga Dhanāśrī - Tīna Tāla)
बरजी मैं काहू की न रहूँ। जा तें सुखी होय जीवन-धन सोई पंथ गहूँ॥ कीरति-जस सब नसैं अबहि, मैं घोर कलंक लहूँ। सगरौ मान जाय, मन प्रमुदित मैं अपमान सहूँ॥ मन की बात मनहि में राखूँ, काहूँ तें न कहूँ। प्रियतम प्यारे तें मैं कबहूँ निज-सुख नायें चहूँ॥ कैसी हू स्थिति होय, न मन में जगै छोभ कबहूँ। एकमात्र प्यारे के बल, मैं निबहूँ बहुरि निबहूँ॥
[445]
(Rāga Bhairava - Tīna Tāla)
श्याम ने कहा ठगोरी डारी। बिसरे धरम-करम, कुल-परिजन, लोक-लाज गई सारी॥ गई हुती मैं जमुना-तटपर, जल भरिबे ले मटकी। देखत स्याम कमल-दल-लोचन, दृष्टि तुरतहीं अटकी॥ मो तन मुरि मुसुकाए मनसिज-मोहन नंद-किसोर। तेहि छिन चोरि लियौ मन बरबस परम चतुर चित-चोर॥ देह-गेह की सुध न रही कछु, खान न पान सुहाय। एक मधुर छबि रसिक स्याम की रही हृदय में छाय॥
[446]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tīna Tāla)
निरखु सखि! कैसौ मोहन रूप। निरखत नैन रहे अपलक हे, बाढ़्यौ प्रेम अनूप॥ नव जलधर, मरकत मनि, नील सरोरुह-सम तन स्याम। मनसिज-सर-सम तिरछे लोचन, कुंचित केस ललाम॥
English translation
[444]
(Raga Dhanasri - Tina Tala)
I shall not remain subject to anyone's restraint. I shall take only the path that makes the treasure of my life happy. Let all reputation and honor perish now, and let me bear terrible disgrace. Let every dignity depart; with a delighted heart I shall endure humiliation. I shall keep the matter of my heart within and tell no one. I shall never seek my own happiness from my dear Beloved. Whatever condition comes, may agitation never arise within my mind. Relying solely upon my Beloved, I shall remain faithful again and again.
[445]
(Raga Bhairava - Tina Tala)
Syama cast such an enchanting spell that I forgot religion and duty, family and relations, and every worldly shame. I had gone to the bank of the Yamuna with a pot to fetch water. The moment I saw lotus-eyed Syama, my gaze became fixed. Turning toward me, Nanda's young son who enchants Cupid smiled. In that very instant, the supremely clever thief of hearts stole my mind by force. No awareness of body or home remained, and neither food nor drink pleased me. Only one sweet image of rasika Syama remained spread across my heart.
[446]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tina Tala)
Friend, behold how enchanting His form is! As my eyes gazed unblinkingly, incomparable love increased. Syama's body resembles a fresh rain cloud, an emerald jewel and a blue lotus. His sidelong eyes are like Cupid's arrows, and His curling hair is glorious.
Original
Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [446]
कंठ सुसोभित गुंज-हार, सुंदर सुरभित बनमाल। गुंजत मधुर मधुप मधु-लोभी, मृगमद-तिलक सुभाल॥ ब्रज-जुबतिन मुनि-मनहर कोमल अरुन चरन-अंभोज। पूजन चहत नित्य तिन कौं मन, दे निज कमल-उरोज॥
[447]
(Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
जल भरिबे कूँ आज भोर में लै गागर निकसी आली। मारग में औचक ही आ मेरे दृग-मग चढ़ि गयौ बनमाली॥ १ ॥ गुंजमाल गल, तिलक भाल भल, काली घुँघरारी अलकैं। नैन नुकीले, सरस रसभरी जादूगरनी-सी पलकें॥ २ ॥ मोर मुकुट, मकराकृत कुंडल, मुरलि-धुनि मुनिमन-हारी। पीत बसन, मृदु हँसन मनोहर, नील-स्याम तन छबि प्यारी॥ ३ ॥ गोपीचंदन-चर्चित बपु, सुषमा अचित, मधु बोल अमोल। बिंबाफलसे अधर, दसन दाडिमसे द्युतिमय गोल कपोल॥ ४ ॥ अटके दृग अनिमेष, भूलि रहि देह-गेह की सुधि सारी। प्रतिमा-सी ठाढ़ी हिय उलझ्यौ, अपलक नैन बह्यो बारी॥ ५ ॥ या विधि मन मेरो हरि आली! ज्यों ही चल्यौ स्याम चित चोर। काँप्यौ बदन, उठी उर ज्वाला, आकुलता की ओर-न-छोर॥ ६ ॥ बौरी-सी दौरी तिन पाछे, सिरकी लै गागर पटकी। कहा भयौ, मो कहूँ सुधि नाहीं, कहाँ-कहाँ लौं हौं भटकी॥ ७ ॥ चेत भयौ, देख्यौ, हौं ठाढ़ी हुती ठेठ जमुना के तीर। निज कर कमल धरत मोहन मो सिर पर गागर भरकर नीर॥ ८ ॥ सकुची, ले गागर सिर मेली, चली भवन मन जानि अबेर। वा छिन की मुसक्यान स्यामकी हियो हिलोरति बेरहि बेर॥ ९ ॥ कहा करौं सखि, कैसे राखौं अब मैं धरम-करम आचार। स्याम भयो सरबस बस मोरे, मैं सरबस दियो तिनपर वार॥ १० ॥
English translation
Continuation of [446]
A gunja garland beautifully adorns His neck, along with a lovely, fragrant forest garland. Honey-greedy bees hum sweetly, and a musk tilaka graces His fine brow. His tender, rosy lotus feet steal the minds of Vraja's young women and of sages. My heart forever wishes to worship them by offering the lotuses of my breasts.
[447]
(Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
Friend, at dawn today I set out with a water pot to fetch water. Suddenly Vanamali appeared on the path and climbed the road of my eyes. (1) A gunja garland hung at His neck, a fine tilaka adorned His brow and His dark locks curled. His eyes were sharp, and His rasa-filled eyelids were like enchantresses. (2) He wore a peacock crown and makara-shaped earrings, while His flute-song stole sages' minds. His cloth was yellow, His gentle smile enchanting and His dark-blue body's beauty lovely. (3) Gopi-candana anointed His form; His beauty was inconceivable and His honeyed speech priceless. His lips resembled bimba fruit, His teeth pomegranate seeds and His round cheeks shone. (4) My eyes became fixed and unblinking; I forgot every awareness of body and home. I stood like an image, my heart entangled, while water flowed from my unblinking eyes. (5) Friend, in this way Syama, the thief of hearts, stole my mind the instant He moved away. My body trembled, a flame arose in my heart and boundless anguish spread. (6) Like a madwoman I ran behind Him, throwing down the pot from my head. I know nothing of what happened or how far and where I wandered. (7) Awareness returned and I saw that I stood at the very bank of the Yamuna. Mohana was placing upon my head, with His own lotus hand, the pot He had filled with water. (8) Embarrassed, I settled the pot upon my head and set out for home, thinking it late. Syama's smile in that moment makes my heart surge again and again. (9) Friend, what shall I do? How can I now preserve religious conduct and convention? Syama has become my sole possession, and I have offered everything to Him. (10)
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Hindi
[448]
(Rāga Yamana - Tāla Kaharavā)
मेरे जीवन-धन प्यारे! मैं कबसे तुम्हें बुलाऊँ॥ आओ नैनोंके तारे! मैं चरण-कमल सहलाऊँ॥ यसुमति मैयाके बारे! मैं माखन तुम्हें खिलाऊँ। ब्रजपति के परम दुलारे! मैं सुललित लाड़ लड़ाऊँ॥ आओ नयनोंके तारे॥ हे सखा-प्राण-आधारे! मैं मनहर खेल खिलाऊँ॥ ब्रज-युवतिन प्राण-पियारे! मैं हिय-रस तुम्हें पिलाऊँ॥ आओ नयनोंके तारे॥ राधा-आराधनवारे! मैं सरबस चरण चढ़ाऊँ। अर्पितकर तन-मन सारे, मैं तुमपर बलि-बलि जाऊँ॥ आओ नयनोंके तारे॥ तुम रहो प्रेम-मतवारे, मैं प्रेम-सुधा ढलकाऊँ। तुम रहो न मुझसे न्यारे, मैं हियमें आय समाऊँ॥ आओ नयनोंके तारे॥ अनुपम सुषमा-श्री धारे! मोहन! मैं तुम्हें रिझाऊँ। हियकी सब जाननहारे! तुमसे मैं कहा छिपाऊँ॥ आओ नयनोंके तारे॥
[449]
(Rāga Yamana - Tāla Kaharavā)
प्यारे मोहन मनभावन! अमिलन-संताप-नसावन। सब कुछ करनेको पावन, तुम मेरे मनमें आओ॥ यह नित्य तुम्हारा घर है, इसमें न कहीं कुछ पर है। यह तुमपर ही निर्भर है, तुम स्वयं इसे अपनाओ॥
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[448]
(Raga Yamana - Tala Kaharava)
Dear treasure of my life, how long have I been calling You? Come, star of my eyes, and let me caress Your lotus feet. Dear child of Mother Yasoda, let me feed You butter. Supremely darling son of the lord of Vraja, let me fondle You tenderly. Come, star of my eyes. O foundation of Your friends' lives, let me engage You in enchanting play. Beloved life of Vraja's young women, let me give You the rasa of my heart to drink. Come, star of my eyes. You who worship Radha, let me offer everything at Your feet. Offering body and mind in full, let me sacrifice myself to You again and again. Come, star of my eyes. Remain intoxicated with love, and let me pour out the nectar of love. Never remain apart from me; come and enter my heart. Come, star of my eyes. Bearer of incomparable splendor and beauty, Mohana, let me delight You. Knower of everything within my heart, what can I hide from You? Come, star of my eyes.
[449]
(Raga Yamana - Tala Kaharava)
Dear, enchanting, heart-delighting Mohana, destroyer of the anguish of non-meeting, holy One capable of doing all things, come into my mind. This is eternally Your home; nothing within it belongs to another. It depends upon You alone, so claim it as Your own.
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तुम हटो न इससे पलभर, खेलो तुम इसमें खुलकर। नाचो-गाओ घुल-मिलकर, इसको रस-धाम बनाओ॥ जब सारी वस्तु तुम्हारी, मैं भी न कभी कुछ न्यारी। क्या करूँ पृथक तैयारी, यह तुम ही मुझे बताओ॥ तुम मेरे तन-मन-धन हो, तुम मेरे शुचि जीवन हो। तुम मेरे प्राण-पवन हो, इसको अब नहीं छिपाओ॥ तुम 'मैं-मेरे'-के मेरे, क्यों रहते छिपे अनेरे? निज परमानन्द बिखेरे तुम नित्य रूप प्रकटाओ॥
[450]
(Rāga Yamana - Tāla Kaharavā)
मैं तुमको श्याम बुलाऊँ, सादर घरमें पधराऊँ। नयनोंसे स्वागत गाऊँ, सरबस दे तुम्हें रिझाऊँ॥ अँखियन-जल पैर धुलाऊँ, हिय-झूले तुम्हें झुलाऊँ। प्रेमामृत-रस नहलाऊँ, भोजन रस-मधुर कराऊँ॥ हिय कोमल सेज सुलाऊँ, सुरभित अति पवन डुलाऊँ। कोमल कर चरण दबाऊँ, छवि निरख-निरख सुख पाऊँ॥ छन-छन मन मोद बढ़ाऊँ, नाचूँ गाऊँ हरषाऊँ। नख-सिखपर बलि-बलि जाऊँ, मैं न्योछावर हो जाऊँ॥
[451]
(Ghazal Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
चतुर चंचल चपल चित-चोरको जो पकड़ पाऊँ मैं। छबीले छैल छरहरको तुरत छाती छिपाऊँ मैं॥ रसीली रस भरी रसकी उसे चर्चा सुनाऊँ मैं। मधुर मिश्री-मिला माखन उसे ताजा खिलाऊँ मैं॥ जड़ाऊ जेवरों, जामों, जरीसे शुचि सजाऊँ मैं। सुमन सुरभित सुपल्लव मृदुलकी शय्या रचाऊँ मैं॥
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Continuation of [449]
Do not leave it even for a moment; play freely within it. Dance and sing, blend Yourself into it and make it an abode of rasa. Since everything is Yours and I too am never separate, what distinct preparation should I make? You alone must tell me. You are my body, mind and wealth; You are my pure life. You are the vital breath of my life, so conceal this no longer. You are the One who is mine within "I" and "mine"; why remain hidden in darkness? Scattering Your supreme bliss, manifest Your form eternally.
[450]
(Raga Yamana - Tala Kaharava)
I shall call You, Syama, and respectfully welcome You into my home. With my eyes I shall sing Your welcome, and giving everything, I shall delight You. With the water of my eyes I shall wash Your feet and swing You upon my heart's swing. I shall bathe You in the rasa of love's nectar and serve You a rasa-filled, sweet meal. I shall lay You upon my heart's tender bed and waft a deeply fragrant breeze. With tender hands I shall massage Your feet and find joy by gazing upon Your beauty. Moment after moment I shall increase the heart's delight, dancing, singing and gladdening You. From toenails to crown I shall sacrifice myself again and again and become wholly offered.
[451]
(Ghazal Tune - Tala Kaharava)
If I could catch that clever, restless and playful thief of hearts, I would immediately hide the handsome, slender gallant against my breast. I would tell Him a juicy, rasa-filled discourse on rasa. I would feed Him fresh butter mixed with sweet rock sugar. I would adorn Him purely with jeweled ornaments, robes and brocade. I would prepare a bed of fragrant flowers and soft, tender leaves.
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श्रम हरूँ स्वयं सेवा कर, उसे सादर सुलाऊँ मैं। प्रेममय प्रेमके पथपर उसे पावन चलाऊँ मैं॥ मान कर ले मनस्वी, तो उसे मनसे मनाऊँ मैं। सरस सुख दे उसे संतत, परम सुखमय बनाऊँ मैं॥
[452]
(Rāga Vihāga - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! मैं जाऊँ जमुना-तीर। बिरह-निदाघ दही दिन भर की, न्हाऊँ सीतल नीर॥ बिरमूँ जमुना-तट, सेऊँ सुचि सुरभित मंद समीर। मिलूँ तीर सरि में नित की ज्यों, मेटूँ हिय की पीर॥ नौका-बिहरन करूँ स्याम-सँग, गाऊँ गीत अधीर। मुरली मधुर बजाय हरैं हरि तन-मन की सब पीर॥
[453]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tāla Kaharavā)
प्यारे आकर हँसकर तुरत खड़े होंगे वे मेरे पास। देख उन्हें मैं सकुचित होकर मुँह ढक लूँगी, कर मृदु हास॥ रस-सागर नटनागर वे यह देख धरेंगे बसनांचल। उछलेगा तब हृदय, बहेगा नेत्रोंसे शुचि प्रेम-सलिल॥ कर को पकड़ सुनायेंगे वे मृदु वाणी होकर गदगद। अवश बरनूँगी मैं प्रेमातुर, बह जायेगा सारा मद॥ प्रेम-आर्त वे देख प्राण-प्रिय मुझे मनायेंगे मन खोल। खोलेंगे रहस्य सब मधुमय शुचि बचनोंमें मिश्री घोल॥ देख सुअवसर प्यारे मेरी पूरेंगे सब मनकी आस। मुझे सदाके लिये स्नेह दे, रख लेंगे अपने ही पास॥
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Continuation of [451]
Serving Him myself, I would remove His fatigue and respectfully lay Him down to rest. I would lead Him purely upon the love-filled path of love. If the strong-minded One became offended, I would conciliate Him with all my heart. Continually giving Him rasa-filled happiness, I would make Him supremely happy.
[452]
(Raga Vihaga - Tina Tala)
Friend, let me go to the bank of the Yamuna. Scorched all day by separation's summer heat, let me bathe in its cooling water. Let me rest upon the Yamuna's bank and receive the pure, fragrant and gentle breeze. Let me merge into the river at its bank as I do each day and erase my heart's pain. Let me voyage by boat with Syama and sing songs in restless longing. Playing His sweet flute, Hari will remove every pain of body and mind.
[453]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tala Kaharava)
The Beloved will come smiling and immediately stand beside me. Seeing Him, I shall become shy, cover my face and smile gently. Observing this, the gallant dancer and ocean of rasa will take hold of my veil. My heart will leap, and pure water of love will flow from my eyes. Taking my hand, He will speak with a choked throat in tender words. Helpless and desperate with love, I shall answer, and every pride will wash away. Seeing me afflicted by love, the Beloved of my life will console me with an open heart. Mixing rock sugar into pure words, He will disclose every honey-filled secret. Seeing the favorable moment, the Beloved will fulfill every hope within my heart. Giving me His affection forever, He will keep me beside Him.
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[454]
(Rāga Bāgeśrī - Tīna Tāla)
सौंप दिये मन प्राण तुम्हींको, सौंप दिये ममता अभिमान। जब जैसे जी चाहे बरतो, अपनी वस्तु सर्वथा जान॥ मत सकुचाओ मनकी करते, सोचो नहीं दूसरी बात। मेरा कुछ भी रहा न अब तो, तुमको सब कुछ पूरा ज्ञात॥ मान-अमान, दुःख-सुखसे अब मेरा रहा न कुछ सम्बन्ध। तुम्हीं एक कैवल्य मोक्ष हो, तुम ही केवल मेरे बन्ध॥ रहूँ कहीं, कैसे भी, रहती बसी तुम्हारे अंदर नित्य। छूटे सभी अन्य आश्रय अब, मिटे सभी सम्बन्ध अनित्य॥ एक तुम्हारे चरणकमलमें हुआ विसर्जित सब संसार। रहे एक स्वामी बस, तुम ही, करो सदा स्वच्छन्द विहार॥
[455]
(Rāga Bhairava - Tīna Tāla)
होय पद-कंज-प्रीति स्वच्छन्द। करत रहे रस-पान नित्य मम मन-मधुकर मकरंद॥ हानि-लाभ, निंदा-स्तुति, अति अपमान महा सनमान। प्रेम-पगे जीवन में इन कौ रहे न कछ मन-भान॥ रसना रटे नाम प्रिय पिय कौ, हिय हो लीला-धाम। परसे प्रभु के अंग-अंग, दृग निरखें रूप ललाम॥ मिटे मोह-तम, जनम-मरन की रहे न कछ परवाह। पल-पल बाढ़े प्रीति अहेतुक, पल-पल रस की चाह॥ डर न रहे परलोक-लोक कौ, बाढ़े प्रेम अबाध। जनम-जनम में बनौ रहे तव पावन प्रेम अगाध॥ मिटिबे, घटिबे, थमिबे कौ नहिं होय कबहूँ संकल्प। उमगत रहे प्रेम-रस-सरिता प्रतिपल बिना बिकल्प॥
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[454]
(Raga Bagesri - Tina Tala)
I have entrusted mind and life to You alone, and entrusted possessiveness and pride. Treat them whenever and however You please, knowing them completely as Your own property. Do not hesitate to do what is in Your heart, and think of nothing else. Nothing remains mine now, and You know everything fully. I no longer have any relation with honor or dishonor, sorrow or happiness. You alone are absolute liberation, and You alone are my only bond. Wherever and however I remain, I eternally dwell within You. Every other refuge has fallen away, and every impermanent relationship has ended. The entire world has been dissolved into Your lotus feet alone. Only one master remains, You alone; sport forever in complete freedom.
[455]
(Raga Bhairava - Tina Tala)
May love for Your lotus feet flow freely. May the honeybee of my mind eternally drink the rasa of their nectar. Loss and gain, blame and praise, extreme humiliation and great honor, may the mind possess no awareness of these in a life steeped in love. May the tongue repeat the dear Beloved's name and the heart become an abode of lila. May it touch every limb of the Lord, while the eyes behold His glorious form. May the darkness of delusion disappear, with no concern for birth or death. May causeless love increase every moment, and every moment the longing for rasa. May fear of this world and the next disappear and unobstructed love increase. May Your sacred, unfathomable love remain through birth after birth. May there never arise a thought that it should cease, diminish or stop. May the river of love's rasa surge every moment without alternative.
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काहु लोक में, कहूँ जाय जौ जीव करम-आधीन। बसौ रहे पिय-प्रेम-सरित में, जिमि जल-सरिता मीन॥ चहौं न दुरलभ इंद्र-ब्रहमा-पद, चहौं न गति निरबान। प्रीतम-पद-पंकज में अनुदिन बाढ़े प्रेम महान॥ नरक-प्राप्ति, नीची गति तें मैं डरौं न रंचक मान। रहूँ प्रेम-मद में मतवारी, तज मति कौ अभिमान॥
[456]
(Rāga Māṇḍa - Tīna Tāla)
सजनी! चलु वा पिय के देस। जहँ न मोह-ममता की रजनी, जहँ न बिछोह-कलेस॥ जहँ नहिं आवन-जावन कितहूँ, पिय सँग नित्य मिलाप। जहँ न ग्राम्य-चर्चा कौ डर कछु, जहँ न अजस कौ पाप॥ जहँ नहिं होत अंग-सँग कबहूँ, मिले रहें दिन-रैन। बिछुरत नाहिं एक पल मन सौं, मृतक-सजीवन-मैन॥ सहज अकिंचन तन-मन सगरे भरे रहें पिय-नेह। आठों जाम धाम प्रियतम के बरसत रस कौ मेह॥
[457]
(Rāga Bāgeśrī - Tāla Kaharavā)
बनी रहे नित बिरह-वेदना, जिससे आती प्रियकी याद। अति ही मीठी, दिव्य रसमयी, हर लेती सारा कटु स्वाद॥ जिससे मिट जाते अशान्तिमय जगत्-जनित भय-मोह-विषाद। जो नित देती रहती प्रियके रसका परम मधुर आस्वाद॥
[458]
(Rāga Khamāja - Tāla Kaharavā)
तरस रहीं अँखियाँ देखन कौं, दरसन कबहूँ न दीन्हे। अब आवेंगे, अब दीखेंगे, आसा उर में लीन्हे॥ देखत रहूँ बाट हौं निसि-दिन, प्यारे! छिन-छिन तेरी। सुखदायिनी प्रतीच्छा की यह बृत्ति रहे नित मेरी॥
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Continuation of [455]
Whatever world the soul may enter under karma's power, may it dwell in the river of the Beloved's love like a fish in flowing water. I desire neither the rare stations of Indra and Brahma nor the state of nirvana. May great love for the Beloved's lotus feet increase every day. I do not fear the slightest attainment of hell or lowly destination. Abandoning the pride of intellect, may I remain intoxicated with love's wine.
[456]
(Raga Manda - Tina Tala)
Friend, let us go to that land of the Beloved where there is no night of delusion and possessiveness and no anguish of separation; where there is no coming or going anywhere, but eternal meeting with the Beloved; where there is no fear of worldly gossip and no sin of infamy; where bodily union never occurs, yet we remain together day and night; where He never leaves the mind for even a moment, reviving the dead heart; where body and mind, naturally possessionless, remain wholly filled with love for Him, and through all eight watches a rain of rasa falls in the Beloved's abode.
[457]
(Raga Bagesri - Tala Kaharava)
May the pain of separation remain forever, for through it remembrance of the Beloved comes. It is exceedingly sweet and filled with divine rasa, removing every bitter taste. Through it the fear, delusion and sorrow born of this restless world disappear. It continually gives the supremely sweet taste of the Beloved's rasa.
[458]
(Raga Khamaja - Tala Kaharava)
My eyes pine to see You, for You have never granted Your vision. "Now He will come, now He will appear"; I preserve this hope within my heart. Beloved, may I watch Your path night and day, moment after moment. May this disposition of bliss-bestowing expectation remain mine forever.
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ठाढ़ी तेरे द्वार भिखारिन, कृपा नेक तुअ चाहै। द्वार खुलेंगे, भीख मिलैगी, मन में अमित उमाहै॥ पल-पल बीतत जुग-समान है, उर बिच आस घनेरी। बनी रहे मेरे मन में, बस, चाह कृपा की तेरी॥ जग में कोउ न संगी-साथी, कोउ न बूझनहारौ। अपने-अपने पंथ चलत सब, पंथ सबनि कौ न्यारौ॥ कृपा एक सब दिन, सब दिसि तुअ सदा सहायक मेरी। होतौ रहे सदा अनुभव यह, बढ़त कृपा नित तेरी॥
[459]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tāla Kaharavā)
हों चाहे वे परम अनिर्वचनीय, मधुर, सौन्दर्य-निधान। हों नव-यौवनके सखि! सरवर सुखद, नयन-मन-हरण महान॥ नहीं चाहती, जाकर करूँ कभी मैं उसमें अवगाहन। सुख-उपभोग करूँ मैं उनसे, नहीं चाहता मेरा मन॥ इच्छा एक यही मन मेरे - कभी सुअवसर मैं पाऊँ। ऊँचे स्वरसे रोकर, तज लज्जा, 'हा प्रिय! हा प्रिय!' गाऊँ॥ रोऊँ, रोती रहूँ सदा, वह रुके नहीं मेरा क्रन्दन। हो अनन्त सुखमय वह मेरा क्रन्दन ही, हे जीवनधन!॥
[460]
(Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
बने रहें प्रभु एकमात्र मेरे जीवनके जीवन-धन। प्राणों के प्रियतम वे मेरे, प्राणाधार, प्राण-साधन॥ स्वप्न-जागरणमें प्रमादसे भी न कभी हो भूल विभोर। नहीं जाय मेरा मन उनको छोड़ कदापि दूसरी ओर॥ जैसा, जो कुछ भला-बुरा, सब रहे सदा प्रिय-सेवा-लीन। रहे देह भी सदा एक प्रियकी पूजामें ही तल्लीन॥
English translation
Continuation of [458]
I stand as a beggar at Your door, seeking a little of Your grace. The doors will open and alms will come; immeasurable joy fills my mind. Each passing moment is like an age, yet abundant hope remains within my heart. May only the desire for Your grace remain within my mind. No companion exists in this world, and no one truly understands. Each travels upon a separate path, and everyone's path is distinct. Your grace alone is forever my helper on every day and in every direction. May this experience remain always: Your grace increases eternally.
[459]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tala Kaharava)
He may indeed be supremely indescribable, sweet and the abode of beauty. Friend, He may be a delightful lake of fresh youth, a great ravisher of eyes and mind. Yet I never wish to go and immerse myself within that lake. My mind does not desire to enjoy happiness from Him. My heart has only this one wish: may I someday find a favorable moment to abandon shame, weep loudly and sing, "Ah Beloved! Ah Beloved!" May I weep and continue weeping forever; may my lament never cease. O treasure of my life, may that very lament become filled with endless happiness.
[460]
(Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
May the Lord remain the one and only treasure of the life of my life. He is the Beloved of my lives, their foundation and their sole means. Whether dreaming or waking, may I never forget Him even through careless bewilderment. May my mind never abandon Him and turn elsewhere. Whatever is good or bad, may all forever remain absorbed in serving the Beloved. May this body too remain forever immersed in worshiping the one Beloved.
Original
Hindi
Continuation of [460]
पूजाकी बन शुचि सामग्री होते रहें नित्य सब धन्य। रहूँ किसी भी स्थितिमें, कैसे भी, पर मानस रहे अनन्य॥ कुछ भी करें, रहे नित तन-मन-धन सबपर उनका अधिकार। रस-चिन्तनमें लगा रहे मन, नित्य करे गुण-गान उदार॥ घुली-मिली मैं रहूँ नित्य प्रियतमसे, रहूँ दूर या पास। बाहर-भीतर मेरे प्रियतम, करें सदा-सर्वत्र निवास॥
[461]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tāla Kaharavā)
नहीं चाहती मनोनाश मैं, नहीं चाहती चित्तनिरोध। श्याम-सिन्धुमें सुरसरिवत् नित वृत्ति प्रवाहित हो अविरोध॥ जैसे सुर-सरिता बहती नित करती सब विघ्नोंका नाश। वैसे ही सब भूल दौड़ता रहे चित्त प्रियतमके पास॥ नहीं चाहती इन्द्रिय-संयम, बनी रहें वे सक्रिय सत्य। शब्द-स्पर्श-रस-रूप-गन्ध प्रियतमके सेवन-रत हों नित्य॥ नहीं चाहती हटे कभी मेरे मनसे किंचित् आसक्ति। बढ़ती रहे सदा प्रियतममें दिन-प्रतिदिन अतिशय अनुरक्ति॥ नहीं चाहती मिटे कामना, कभी वासनाका हो अन्त। तीव्र कामना नित्य वासना प्रियकी बढ़ती रहे अनन्त॥ नहीं चाहती मैं जीवनभर ममताका हो अन्त कभी। सबसे हटकर रहे सदा प्रियतममें पूर्ण अनन्य सभी॥ नहीं चाहती मिटे कभी भी मेरा अहंकार भारी। 'मैं प्रियतमकी नित्य सहचरी' - रहे सदा यह सुखकारी॥ नहीं चाहती कोई भी मैं कभी - समाधि, राज-लय योग। बना रहे प्रियतमसे मेरा नित्य अनन्य मधुर संयोग॥ नहीं चाहती कभी मिटे यह अति वैचित्र्य-भरा संसार। प्रियतम ही दीखें सबमें, सर्वत्र सदा शुचि लीलाकार॥
English translation
Continuation of [460]
May all things become pure articles of worship and thus remain eternally blessed. Whatever my condition and however I remain, may my mind stay exclusive. Whatever He does, may His authority forever rest over body, mind, wealth and all else. May the mind remain absorbed in contemplating rasa and eternally sing His noble virtues. Whether far or near, may I remain forever blended and united with the Beloved. May my Beloved dwell everywhere, forever, within and without me.
[461]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tala Kaharava)
I do not desire the destruction of mind, nor do I desire the restraint of consciousness. May its current flow unobstructed into the ocean of Syama like the celestial Ganga. As that divine river flows forever, destroying every obstacle, so may consciousness forget everything else and continually run to the Beloved. I do not desire restraint of the senses; may they remain truly active. May sound, touch, taste, form and fragrance be eternally engaged in serving the Beloved. I do not desire the slightest attachment ever to leave my mind. May supreme attachment to the Beloved increase day after day forever. I do not desire desire to disappear or craving ever to end. May intense desire and longing for the Beloved increase eternally. Throughout my life I do not desire possessiveness ever to end. Withdrawn from everyone else, may it remain wholly and exclusively in the Beloved. I do not desire my immense ego ever to disappear. May this blissful identity remain forever: "I am the Beloved's eternal companion." I never desire any samadhi, royal yoga or yoga of dissolution. May my sweet and exclusive union with the Beloved remain eternal. I do not desire this world of immense variety ever to vanish. May the Beloved alone appear in everyone, eternally manifesting pure lila everywhere.
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Hindi
[462]
(Rāga Toḍī - Tāla Kaharavā)
स्वर्ग जायें या पड़ी रहें हम घोर नरकमें आठों याम। यश पायें या कहलायें व्यभिचारिणि-कुलटा, हों बदनाम॥ सुख पायें या घिरी रहें हम नित दुःखोंमें ही अविराम। देखे बिना न रह सकतीं पल हम मोहन-मुख-चन्द्र ललाम॥ पड़ें पैर-हाथोंमें बेड़ी-कड़ी, बँधे बन्धन विकराल। पीना पड़े हलाहल विष, फिर पड़े खिंचानी कच्ची खाल॥ रहे झूलती जीवन-उरपर नित भीषण दुःखोंकी माल। भूलें नहीं भूलकर पलभर हम प्राण-प्रियतम नंदलाल॥ तन-धन-परिजन रहें, जायें या मिटे रहे सुन्दर संसार। धर्म-कर्म-लज्जा-कुल-मर्यादाका हो चाहे संहार॥ मिटें मान-सम्मान, मिले अपमान, छिनें सारे अधिकार। उतरें नहीं हृदयसे पलभर चित्त-वित्त-हर नन्द कुमार॥ आयें काले-काले बादल, आये भीषण झंझावात। घन गरजे, घन बरसे पत्थर, बार-बार हो विद्युत्-पात॥ कष्ट-अशान्ति-क्लेश सब आकर करें नित्य नूतन उत्पात। डूबी रहें मधुरतम प्रियकी मधुमय स्मृतिमें हम दिन-रात॥ पुण्य बने या लगे पाप भीषण, हो चाहे कर्म-अकर्म। हो अतिशय यातना घोर, सब मिट जायें वांछित सुख-शर्म॥ चुभती रहे शूल उर संतत, बिंधता रहे सदा ही मर्म। छूटें नहीं कभी मन-मोहन - यही परम सुख, यही सुधर्म॥ प्रियतम स्वयं न चाहें चाहे, चाहे करें नहीं स्वीकार। विनय-प्रार्थना करने पर भी मिले मार, चाहे दुत्कार॥ पहरेदार भले बैठा दें, बंद करा दें सारे द्वार। तनिक न दोष-दृष्टि हो, पल-पल प्रिय-पद बढ़े प्रेम अविकार॥
English translation
[462]
(Raga Todi - Tala Kaharava)
Whether we go to heaven or lie through all eight watches in terrible hell; whether we gain fame or are called adulterous and unchaste and become infamous; whether we receive happiness or remain forever surrounded by sorrow, we cannot live even a moment without seeing the glorious moon of Mohana's face. Let iron shackles bind our hands and feet, and terrible bonds restrain us. Let us be forced to drink halahala poison and then have our living skin torn away. Let a garland of dreadful sorrows forever hang upon the breast of life. May we never forget, even accidentally for a moment, Nandalala, Beloved of our lives. Whether body, wealth and family remain or depart, or the beautiful world itself disappears; whether religion, duty, shame and family honor are destroyed; whether dignity and respect vanish, humiliation comes and every right is taken away, may Nanda-kumara, thief of mind and wealth, never leave the heart for a moment. Let black clouds gather and terrible storms arise. Let clouds thunder, hailstones fall and lightning strike again and again. Let hardship, unrest and anguish come and create ever-new turmoil. May we remain immersed day and night in honey-filled remembrance of the sweetest Beloved. Whether merit arises or dreadful sin attaches, whether action or inaction comes; whether terrible torment descends and every desired happiness and dignity disappears; let a thorn continually pierce the heart and forever wound its core. May we never leave Manamohana: this is supreme happiness and true dharma. Even if the Beloved Himself does not want us and refuses to accept us, even if humble prayer earns blows and rejection, even if He posts guards and closes every door, may we never see the slightest fault, and may pure love for His feet increase every moment.
Original
Hindi and Braj Bhasha
[463]
(Rāga Mālakauṃsa - Mūla Tāla)
मन की बात मन हि भर जाने, गोपन अति नहिं कहिबे जोग। एकमात्र प्रियतम सौं मेरौ भयौ मधुर नित कौ संजोग॥ मिटी सकल ममता अग-जग की, खुले सकल माया के बंध। रहा न कितहूँ, कबहूँ, कछू अपनौ, रहौ एक पिय कौ संबंध॥ निज-पर कोउ न रह्यौ अब जग में तिन बिनु मेरो प्रानि-पदार्थ। वे ही परम स्वार्थ हैं मेरे, वे ही मेरे सब पुरुषार्थ॥ मन तिन कौ, मति तिन की, रति में तिन की ही बिसर्यौ सब ग्यान। निसि-दिन करत रहत छिप-छिप, सुचि तिन की ही पूजा ये प्रान॥ पल-पल नव-नव पूजन-पद्धति, पल-पल नव-नव रस-आस्वाद। पल-पल बढ़त सहज सुख, सुख-रुचि, सुख-रति नव-नव बिनु मरजाद॥ प्रियतम अजहुँ जानि नहिं पाये - है यह मूक पुजारिन कौन। अर्चन-रत नित, अर्पित जीवन, छिपी निरंतर, रहती मौन॥ सखि! मैं भई बावरी, या बिधि करौं नित्य अभिलाषा एक। प्रियतम देख न पावैं कबहूँ मो कूँ पूजा-रत सबिबेक॥ समुझैं सदा मोय वे प्यारे श्रद्धा-प्रीति-अर्चना-हीन। करत रहें वे करुना मो पर जानि मोय अति दीन-मलीन॥ पूजा कौ फल मो कूँ बस, यह मिलतौ रहे एक अनिवार। बढ़त रहे अर्चा नित मेरी, छिन-छिन रति बढ़े अपार॥ जान न पावें तदपि प्रानप्रिय मेरी पूजा की कछू बात। रहे सदा ही तिन कौं मेरी यह प्रियतम-पूजा अज्ञात॥ जानि जायेंगे जो सखि! प्रियतम सरस हृदय सुचि परम उदार। मानेंगे न दिये बिनु मो कूँ अपनौ नेह सुधा-रस-सार॥ या तैं जौ जगि उठै कबहुँ मो मन प्रिय-सुख-मिलिबे की चाह। या बिधि पूजा-रति न रहेगी, नहीं रहेगौ यह उत्साह॥
English translation
[463]
(Raga Malakaunsa - Mula Tala)
Let the heart alone know the heart's secret, for it is deeply hidden and unfit to be spoken. An eternal and sweet union has arisen between me and the Beloved alone. Every possessive tie to the moving and unmoving world has vanished, and all bonds of maya have opened. Nothing anywhere or at any time remains mine; only my relationship with the Beloved remains. No distinction of mine and another remains in the world; apart from Him no person or thing is mine. He alone is my supreme self-interest, and He alone is every goal of life. The mind is His, the understanding His, and in love for Him all knowledge has been forgotten. Night and day these life-airs secretly and purely worship Him alone. At every moment there is an ever-new method of worship and an ever-new taste of rasa. Every moment natural happiness, delight in His happiness and love for His happiness increase without limit. The Beloved still does not know who this silent worshiper is. Forever engaged in worship with life offered, she remains continually hidden and silent. Friend, I have become mad and eternally possess this one desire: may the Beloved never see me consciously engaged in worship. May the Beloved always regard me as devoid of faith, love and worship. Knowing me as utterly poor and impure, may He continue showing compassion toward me. May I inevitably receive only this one fruit of worship: may my worship continually increase and love grow boundless every moment. Yet may the Beloved of my life never learn anything of my worship. May this worship of my Beloved remain forever unknown to Him. For if the sweet-hearted, pure and supremely generous Beloved learned of it, He would not consent without giving me the essential nectar-rasa of His love. Then the desire to obtain my Beloved's happiness might awaken within my mind. Such love of worship would no longer remain, nor would this enthusiasm endure.
Original
Braj Bhasha and Hindi
Continuation of [463]
सुख न मिलै प्रियतम तैं मो कूँ, जा तैं जगै न मन सुख-काम। पूजा सदा छिपाऊँ या तैं, छिप-छिप छबि निरखूँ अभिराम॥ चलै सदा यह पूजा मेरी, प्रियतम-सुख-हित काल अनंत। मिलै सदा प्रिय कौं सुख नव-नव, नवता कौ नहिं आवै अंत॥
[464]
(Rāga Yamana - Tāla Kaharavā)
मेरे जीवनके जीवन, मैं तुमपर नित बलिहारी। मेरे तन-मन-धन सब तुम, मैं सरबस तुमपर वारी॥ मेरे प्राणोंके स्पन्दन, मैं कभी न तुमसे न्यारी। मेरे तुम मादक मधु हो, मैं नित्य रहूँ मतवारी॥ मेरे तुम फुल्ल कमल हो, मैं रस-मधुकरी तुम्हारी। मेरे तमाल तरु हो तुम, मैं कनकलता रस-धारी॥ मेरे तुम चन्द्र कलाधर, मैं हूँ कुमुदिनि बनवारी। मेरे प्रीतम तुम जलधर, मैं तृषित चातकी भारी॥ मेरेमें घुले-मिले तुम, मैं नित्य मिली गिरिधारी। मेरे तुम हो प्रेमास्पद, मैं नित्य तुम्हारी प्यारी॥
[465]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaḍā - Tāla Kaharavā)
राजी रहो सदा प्यारे! तुम, अपने मनकी करो तमाम। हम राजी हैं सदा तुम्हारी राजीमें ही प्रिय सुख-धाम॥ रहना-जाना, जीना-मरना, कुछ भी रखता अर्थ नहीं। एक तुम्हारे मनकी हो, बस यही स्वार्थ, परमार्थ यही॥
[466]
(Rāga Paraja - Tāla Kaharavā)
तुम ही मेरे प्राण-प्राण हो, तुम ही मेरे जीवन-धन। तुम ही अहंकार-ममता हो, तुम ही मेरे हो मति-मन॥ तुम ही मेरे एक साध्य हो, तुम ही एकमात्र साधन। तुम ही मेरी हो अनन्य गति, तुम ही मेरे आनन्द-घन॥
English translation
Continuation of [463]
May I receive no happiness from the Beloved, so that desire for happiness never awakens in my mind. Therefore may I forever hide my worship and secretly behold His enchanting beauty. May this worship continue eternally for the Beloved's happiness. May He forever receive ever-new happiness whose freshness never ends.
[464]
(Raga Yamana - Tala Kaharava)
Life of my life, I eternally sacrifice myself to You. You are all my body, mind and wealth, and I offer everything to You. Pulse of my lives, I am never separate from You. You are my intoxicating honey, and may I remain forever intoxicated. You are my blossoming lotus, and I am Your honeybee of rasa. You are my tamala tree, and I am the golden vine filled with rasa. You are my moon bearing all its digits, and I am Your night-blooming lily, Banavari. Beloved, You are my rain cloud, and I am Your deeply thirsty cataka bird. You are blended and united within me, and I am eternally united with Giridhari. You are the object of my love, and I am eternally Your beloved.
[465]
(Raga Kalingada - Tala Kaharava)
Dear One, remain forever pleased and do everything Your heart desires. Abode of happiness, we are always pleased solely in Your pleasure. Staying or going, living or dying, none of these has meaning. May only Your heart's wish be fulfilled; this alone is self-interest and the highest good.
[466]
(Raga Paraja - Tala Kaharava)
You alone are the life of my lives and the treasure of my life. You alone are my ego and possessiveness, my understanding and mind. You alone are my one goal and my sole means. You alone are my exclusive destination and my dense mass of bliss.
Original
Hindi
Continuation of [466]
तुम ही हो सम्पत्ति अतुल, तुम ही हो मेरी कीर्ति धवल। तुम ही मेरे वर्तमान हो, तुम ही हो भविष्य उज्ज्वल॥ तुम ही हो सर्वस्व, तुम्हीं हो मेरे नित्य पराक्रम-बल। तुम ही नित्य रहोगे मेरे, तुम ही हो मेरे केवल॥
[467]
(Rāga Bhīmapalāsī - Tāla Kaharavā)
मेरा मन, मनके सारे संकल्प तुम्हीं शुचितम हो एक। बुद्धि, बुद्धिके पावन निश्चय - सभी तुम्हीं हो, पूर्ण विवेक॥ तुम ही धर्म-कर्म सब मेरे, तुम्हीं हृदयके शुचि सुख-धाम। धन-सम्पदा अमूल्य तुम्हीं हो, प्राण, प्राण-प्रियतम अभिराम॥ तुम्हीं एक हो आवश्यकता, तुम्हीं पूर्तिकी उसकी चाह। तुम्हीं चाहकी पूर्ति मधुर हो, जीवन-जीवनके निर्वाह॥ परमधाम वैकुण्ठ तुम्हीं हो; शुचि गोलोक, तुम्हीं हो ज्ञान। मोक्ष तुम्हीं, बन्धन तुम ही हो; तुम्हीं भोग, तुम ही भगवान॥ निराकार-निर्गुण तुम ही हो; सगुण अरूप, सगुण साकार। सद्गुण-निधि; सौन्दर्य-सुधानिधि; तुम ही श्रीपति, विश्वाधार॥ तुम ही अज, भव, रवि, गणपति हो; तुम्हीं शक्ति-बल-वीर्य-निधान। एक उपास्य तुम्हीं इन सबमें, विविध वेष-लीला-रस-खान॥ सहज समेट सभी निज रूपोंको अपनेमें, बने अनूप। सिर शिखिपिच्छ, त्रिभंग, द्विभुज, चंचल-दृग, मधु मुरलीधर-रूप॥ इसी रूपमें तुम उपास्य हो, मेरे नित रहते हो साथ। रखते मुझे निकट अति नित ही, मधुर मनोहर मेरे नाथ!॥ रस उँडेलकर तुम अपना ही, रस-सागर हो बने महान। मुझे मिला उसमें, नित नव-रस करते, स्वयं कराते पान॥
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You alone are incomparable wealth and my stainless glory. You alone are my present and my radiant future. You alone are everything, my eternal courage and strength. You alone will remain mine forever; You alone are mine.
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(Raga Bhimapalasi - Tala Kaharava)
You alone are my mind and every resolve within it, supremely pure. You are the understanding and all its sacred certainties, complete discrimination itself. You are all my religion and action and the pure abode of happiness within my heart. You are priceless wealth and treasure, my life and enchanting Beloved of my life. You alone are the one necessity and the desire for its fulfillment. You are the sweet fulfillment of that desire and the sustenance of the life of my life. You are Vaikuntha, the supreme abode; pure Goloka and knowledge itself. You are liberation and bondage; You are enjoyment and Bhagavan. You are formless and without qualities; You are the qualified formless and the qualified embodied form. You are the treasury of noble virtues and the nectar-treasure of beauty, Sripati and support of the universe. You are Brahma, Siva, the sun and Ganapati; You are the treasury of potency, strength and vigor. Within all these, You alone are worshiped, the treasury of lila and rasa in countless guises. Naturally gathering every form of Yours into Yourself, You become the incomparable form: peacock feather upon Your head, body bent threefold, two arms, restless eyes and honeyed flute. In this form You are worshiped and remain with me eternally. My sweet and enchanting Lord, You keep me forever very near. Pouring out Your own rasa, You have become the vast ocean of rasa. Blending me into it, You Yourself drink and make me drink ever-new rasa.
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[468]
(Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
हो चाहे तुम खुद ब्रह्मा, ब्रह्मसे न्यारे। हो चाहे तुम भगवान भक्तके प्यारे॥ हो चाहे नित्य अखण्ड तत्त्व अविनाशी। हो चाहे तुम सच्चिदानन्द सुख-राशी॥ हो चाहे तुम हरि, पालक, सबके स्वामी। हो चाहे तुम निज भक्तोंके अनुगामी॥ हो चाहे तुम औढरदानी शिव शंकर। हो चाहे तुम प्रलयंकर रुद्र भयंकर॥ हो चाहे लोक-पितामह सृष्टि-विधाता। हो चाहे वेदोंके वक्ता सुख-दाता॥ हो चाहे तुम क्षेत्रज्ञ सभीके द्रष्टा। हो चाहे तुम इस अखिल विश्वके स्रष्टा॥ हो चाहे योगी-हृदय-ज्योति परमात्मा। हो चाहे तुम ही जीवमात्रके आत्मा॥ हो राम, कृष्ण, हो बुद्ध, भले दत्तात्रय। हो वेदव्यास-वसिष्ठ ज्ञानके आश्रय॥ हो चाहे तुम ऋषि, सिद्ध सफल, मुनि साधक। हो चाहे तुम अति योगिराज भव-बाधक॥
[469]
(Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
हो चाहे शंकर शुचि अद्वय-ज्ञान-ज्योति-विस्तारक। हो चाहे चैतन्य मधुरतम प्रेम-प्रवाह-प्रसारक॥ हो चाहे आचार्य अन्य कोई, जग-तमके नाशक। हो चाहे तुम किसी अन्य प्रभु-पथके परम प्रकाशक॥ हो चाहे तुम देव, पितर, गन्धर्व, भले हो दानव। हो चाहे तुम योगिराज, हो सत्पथगामी मानव॥
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[468]
(Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
You may be Brahma himself or distinct from Brahman. You may be Bhagavan, beloved of devotees. You may be the eternal, indivisible and imperishable Reality. You may be sat-cit-ananda, a mass of happiness. You may be Hari, preserver and Lord of all. You may be the follower of Your own devotees. You may be open-handed Siva Sankara, or the terrible Rudra who brings dissolution. You may be the grandsire of the worlds and creator of the cosmos, speaker of the Vedas and giver of happiness. You may be the knower of the field and witness of all, or the creator of this entire universe. You may be Paramatma, the light within yogis' hearts, or the very self of every living being. You may be Rama, Krishna, Buddha or Dattatreya, Vedavyasa or Vasistha, abodes of knowledge. You may be a sage, accomplished siddha or practicing muni, or the supreme king of yogis who destroys worldly bondage.
[469]
(Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
You may be Sankara, spreading the pure light of nondual knowledge, or Caitanya, spreading the sweetest current of love. You may be some other acarya who destroys the world's darkness, or the supreme revealer of another path to the Lord. You may be a god, ancestor, gandharva or even a demon. You may be a king of yogis or a human who walks the righteous path.
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हो चाहे तुम अतिमानव, हो चाहे कोई कारक। हो चाहे तुम महापुरुष, हो संत लोक-उद्धारक॥ हो चाहे सामान्य मनुज, जो कर्म भोगने आये। हो चाहे कोई भी प्राणी, जिसपर तम घन छाये॥ नहीं जानना मुझको - तुम हो कौन? कहाँ क्या परिचय? तुम मेरे हो, अपने हो, बस, यही सदा दृढ़ प्रत्यय॥ हो चाहे तुम सद्गुण-निधि, चाहे दोषोंके सागर। मेरे वैसे ही हो, जैसे राधाके नट-नागर॥ मेरा प्रेम तुम्हारा यह शुचि सदा परम निर्गुण है। बढ़ता रहता प्रतिपल - इसमें यही विलक्षण गुण है॥
[470]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tāla Kaharavā)
दृढ़ रति, मन विश्वास अति, श्रद्धा सरल सुभाव। माधव-विग्रह-अर्चना करती मन अति चाव॥ प्रतिदिन नियमित समयपर ले पूजा-सम्भार। सरस-हृदय नित पूजती सुमन विविध उपचार॥ नमस्कार करती सदा, कर पूजा सम्पन्न। सर्व-समर्पण भाव शुचि होता मन उत्पन्न॥
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(Rāga Bhairavī - Tāla Kaharavā)
'मैं, बस, उनकी ही', 'वे ही, बस, मेरे' - यह सम्बन्ध अनूप। निश्चय नित्य अनन्त बन गया जीवनका स्वाभाविक रूप॥ मेरे सभी विचार, भाव, व्यवहार हुए उनके अनुरूप। कर न मुझे सकती अब विचलित जगकी कोई छाया-धूप॥ जली ज्योति निरुपम निर्मल अति अमर प्रेम प्रभु-पदकी नित्य। हिला न सकती इसको दुःख-सुखोंकी आँधी कभी अनित्य॥ हुए सहज निर्मूल जगतके द्वन्द्व दुःखमय सभी असत्य। हुई नित्य आत्यन्तिक सुखमय, पीकर प्रेम-सुधा-रस सत्य॥
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You may be superhuman or some agent of action. You may be a great soul or a saint who delivers the world. You may be an ordinary human who has come to undergo karma, or any creature covered by dense darkness. I do not need to know who You are, where You are from or what Your identity is. You are mine and belong to me; this alone is my eternal, firm conviction. You may be a treasury of virtues or an ocean of faults. You are mine exactly as Natavara is Radha's. This pure love of mine for You is forever beyond all qualities. It increases every moment; this is its extraordinary virtue.
[470]
(Raga Pilu - Tala Kaharava)
Her love was firm, her mind deeply trusting and her faith simple and natural. With immense delight, she worshiped Madhava's sacred image. Every day at the appointed time she brought the articles of worship. With a rasa-filled heart, she worshiped Him with flowers and many offerings. She continually bowed and completed the worship. Within her mind arose the pure feeling of offering everything.
[471]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tala Kaharava)
"I belong only to Him" and "He alone is mine": this relationship is incomparable. Eternal and infinite certainty became the natural form of her life. Every thought, feeling and action conformed to Him. No light or shadow of the world could now disturb her. The incomparable, stainless and immortal flame of love for the Lord's feet burned eternally. No impermanent storm of sorrow or happiness could shake it. All the false and painful dualities of the world were naturally uprooted. Drinking the true nectar-rasa of love, she became eternally and utterly blissful.
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(Rāga Bhīmapalāsī - Mūla Tāla)
हुआ समर्पण प्रभु-चरणोंमें जो कुछ था सब - मैं-मेरा। अग-जगसे उठ गया सदाको चिर-संचित सारा डेरा॥ मेरी सारी ममताका अब रहा सिर्फ प्रभुसे सम्बन्ध। प्रीति, प्रतीति, सगाई सबही मिटी, खुल गये सारे बन्ध॥ प्रेम उन्हींमें, भाव उन्हींका, उनमें ही सारा संसार। उनके सिवा, शेष कोई भी बचा न जिससे हो व्यवहार॥ नहीं चाहती जाने कोई मेरी इस स्थितिकी कुछ बात। मेरे प्राणप्रियतम प्रभुसे भी यह सदा रहे अज्ञात॥ सुन्दर सुमन सरस सुरभित मृदुसे मैं नित अर्चन करती। अति गोपन, वे जान न जायें कभी, इसी डरसे डरती॥ मेरी यह शुचि अर्चा चलती रहे सुरक्षित काल अनन्त। रहूँ कहीं भी कैसे भी, पर इसका कभी न आये अन्त॥ इस मेरी पूजासे पाती रहूँ नित्य मैं ही आनन्द। बढ़े निरन्तर रुचि असीम, बढ़े नित्य ही परमानन्द॥ बढ़ती अर्चा ही अर्चाका फल हो एकमात्र पावन। नित्य निरखती रहूँ रूप मैं उनका अतिशय मनभावन॥ वे न देख पायें पर मुझको, मेरी पूजाको न कभी। देख पायेंगे वे यदि, होगा भाव-विपर्यय पूर्ण तभी॥ रह नहिं पायेगा फिर मेरा यह एकांगी निर्मल भाव। फिर तो नये-नये उपजेंगे प्रिय से सुख पानेके चाव॥
[473]
(Rāga Lāvanī - Tāla Kaharavā)
वे प्रियतम मेरे श्याम प्राणधन प्यारे। रहते नित मेरे पास, न होते न्यारे॥ खाने-पीने-सोने-जगनेके सारे। करते वे मेरे साथ कर्म, ध्रुव-तारे॥
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[472]
(Raga Bhimapalasi - Mula Tala)
Everything that was "I" and "mine" was surrendered at the Lord's feet. The entire ancient encampment of attachment withdrew forever from the moving and unmoving world. All her possessiveness now had a relationship only with the Lord. Every other love, confidence and kinship disappeared, and every bond opened. Love rested in Him, feeling belonged to Him and the entire world existed within Him. Apart from Him, no one remained with whom she could transact. She did not want anyone to know anything of this condition. May it remain forever unknown even to the Lord, Beloved of her life. Every day she worshiped with beautiful, fresh, fragrant and tender flowers. Her worship was deeply hidden, and she feared only that He might discover it. May this pure worship continue safely for endless time. Wherever and however she might remain, may it never end. Through this worship may she alone eternally receive bliss. May boundless taste continually increase, and supreme bliss increase forever. May increasing worship itself be worship's one sacred fruit. May she eternally behold His deeply enchanting form. Yet may He never see her or her worship. If He saw it, her feeling would be completely reversed. Her stainless, one-sided devotion could no longer remain, and ever-new desires to receive happiness from the Beloved would arise.
[473]
(Raga Lavani - Tala Kaharava)
That Beloved is my Syama, dear treasure of my life. He remains forever beside me and never becomes separate. Eating, drinking, sleeping and waking, He performs every act with me, constant as the pole star.
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वे घुले-मिले रहते हैं मुझसे प्रतिपल। जो देख न पायें पलभर, होते व्याकुल॥ मेरा सुख ही है उनका सुख अति निर्मल। वे रहते नित्य निमग्न उसीमें अविचल॥ यों नित्य पास रहते भी मैं खो जाती। खोकर फिर उनको मैं दुखिया हो जाती॥ रोती, विलाप करती, पर उन्हें न पाती। मैं नित्य प्राप्त उन प्रियतम-हित बिलखाती॥ लगता, वे रहते दूर, पास नहिं आते। मुझ प्रेमहीनको क्यों वे पास बुलाते॥ मैं रोती रहती नित्य, न वे लख पाते। वे नहीं इसीसे खुद संयोग लगाते॥ वे हँसते मुझको देख भूलमें भारी। लख नित्य मिलनमें अमिलन-गति हिय-हारी॥ कहते - 'देखो, मैं पास तुम्हारे, प्यारी! इस प्रेम-दशा विचित्रपर मैं बलिहारी'॥ सुधि होती, खुलते नेत्र, चेत हो जाता। रस-स्रोत मधुरमें दुःख सभी बह जाता॥ बढ़ता रसका अति वेग, परम सुख छाता। प्रियको नित पाकर साथ न हर्ष समाता॥
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(Rāga Khamāja - Dādarā Tāla)
कृष्ण उठत, कृष्ण चलत, कृष्ण शाम-भोर है। कृष्ण बुद्धि, कृष्ण चित्त, कृष्ण मन विभोर है॥ कृष्ण रात्रि, कृष्ण दिवस, कृष्ण स्वप्न-शयन है। कृष्ण काल, कृष्ण कला, कृष्ण मास-अयन है॥ कृष्ण शब्द, कृष्ण अर्थ, कृष्णहि परमार्थ है। कृष्ण कर्म, कृष्ण भाग्य, कृष्णहि पुरुषार्थ है॥
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He remains blended and united with me at every moment. If He cannot see me for even a moment, He becomes distraught. My happiness alone is His supremely pure happiness. He remains forever and unwaveringly immersed in it. Yet though He is eternally near, I lose Him. Having lost Him, I again become sorrowful. I weep and lament but cannot find Him. For the sake of the eternally attained Beloved, I cry out. It seems that He remains far away and will not come near. Why would He call one as loveless as me to His side? I weep forever, and He does not notice. Therefore He Himself does not establish union. Seeing me in such deep error, He laughs, beholding the heart-stealing condition of non-meeting within eternal meeting. He says, "Look, Beloved, I am beside You! I sacrifice Myself to this wondrous state of love." Awareness returns, the eyes open and consciousness awakens. Every sorrow flows away in the sweet current of rasa. Rasa's current grows immensely powerful and supreme happiness spreads. Eternally attaining the Beloved beside me, my joy knows no bounds.
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(Raga Khamaja - Dadara Tala)
Krishna rises, Krishna walks, Krishna is evening and dawn. Krishna is understanding, Krishna consciousness, Krishna the enraptured mind. Krishna is night, Krishna day, Krishna dream and sleep. Krishna is time, its divisions, month and half-year. Krishna is word, Krishna meaning and Krishna the supreme meaning. Krishna is action, Krishna fortune and Krishna the goal of life.
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कृष्ण स्नेह, कृष्ण राग, कृष्णहि अनुराग है। कृष्ण कली, कृष्ण कुसुम, कृष्ण ही पराग है॥ कृष्ण भोग, कृष्ण त्याग, कृष्ण तत्त्व-ज्ञान है। कृष्ण भक्ति, कृष्ण प्रेम, कृष्णहि विज्ञान है॥ कृष्ण स्वर्ग, कृष्ण मोक्ष, कृष्ण परम साध्य है। कृष्ण जीव, कृष्ण ब्रह्म, कृष्णहि आराध्य है॥
[475]
(Rāga Vihāga - Dādarā Tāla)
देश कृष्ण, काल कृष्ण, दिवस कृष्ण, रात कृष्ण। जन्म कृष्ण, मरण कृष्ण, संरक्षण-घात कृष्ण॥ दुःख कृष्ण, सुख कृष्ण, तम औ प्रकाश कृष्ण। हानि कृष्ण, लाभ कृष्ण, विलय औ विकास कृष्ण॥ काम कृष्ण, क्रोध कृष्ण, लोभ कृष्ण, मोह कृष्ण। हर्ष कृष्ण, शोक कृष्ण, दम्भ-दर्प-द्रोह कृष्ण॥ तोष कृष्ण, क्षमा कृष्ण, समता, विवेक कृष्ण। विनय कृष्ण, ऋजुता कृष्ण, सुहृदता-टेक कृष्ण॥ लेन कृष्ण, देन कृष्ण, ग्रहण कृष्ण, दान कृष्ण। स्तुति कृष्ण, निन्दा कृष्ण, मान-अपमान कृष्ण॥ तिक्त कृष्ण, मधुर कृष्ण, सुन्दर-वीभत्स कृष्ण। घोर विष-कुण्ड कृष्ण, मधुर अमृत-उत्स कृष्ण॥ पतित कृष्ण, उन्नत कृष्ण, निर्धन-धनवान कृष्ण। पापी-पुण्यवान कृष्ण, अज्ञ-ज्ञानवान कृष्ण॥ सब विधि स्वतन्त्र कृष्ण, कारागार-बद्ध कृष्ण। नित्य सहज मुक्त कृष्ण, माया-सम्बद्ध कृष्ण॥ दण्ड-पुरस्कार कृष्ण, बन्धन कृष्ण, मुक्ति कृष्ण। युक्ति-सिद्धान्त कृष्ण, विषम-अयुक्ति कृष्ण॥
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Krishna is affection, Krishna attachment and Krishna deep love. Krishna is bud, Krishna flower and Krishna pollen. Krishna is enjoyment, Krishna renunciation and Krishna knowledge of truth. Krishna is devotion, Krishna love and Krishna realized wisdom. Krishna is heaven, Krishna liberation and Krishna the supreme goal. Krishna is the living being, Krishna Brahman and Krishna the worshiped Lord.
[475]
(Raga Vihaga - Dadara Tala)
Krishna is place, Krishna time, Krishna day and Krishna night. Krishna is birth, Krishna death, preservation and destruction. Krishna is sorrow, Krishna happiness, darkness and light. Krishna is loss, Krishna gain, dissolution and development. Krishna is desire, anger, greed and delusion. Krishna is joy, grief, hypocrisy, pride and hostility. Krishna is contentment, forgiveness, equality and discernment. Krishna is humility, straightforwardness and the foundation of friendship. Krishna is taking, Krishna giving, receiving and donation. Krishna is praise, Krishna blame, honor and dishonor. Krishna is bitter, Krishna sweet, beautiful and repulsive. Krishna is the terrible pool of poison and the sweet fountain of nectar. Krishna is fallen and exalted, poor and wealthy. Krishna is sinner and virtuous, ignorant and wise. Krishna is wholly free and Krishna is bound in prison. Krishna is eternally and naturally liberated and Krishna is bound to maya. Krishna is punishment and reward, bondage and liberation. Krishna is reasoning and conclusion, contradiction and unreason.
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विप्र कृष्ण, शूद्र कृष्ण, अन्त्यज-अस्पृश्य कृष्ण। गोपन रहस्य कृष्ण, इदमित्थं दृश्य कृष्ण॥ नर कृष्ण, नारी कृष्ण, बालक औ वृद्ध कृष्ण। बुद्धिहीन मूढ़ कृष्ण, शुद्ध मति समृद्ध कृष्ण॥ त्यागी, महायोगी कृष्ण, कुलटा औ सती कृष्ण। वर्णी-गृहस्थ कृष्ण, वानप्रस्थ-यती कृष्ण॥ भोग कृष्ण, त्याग कृष्ण, राग औ विराग कृष्ण। खरधुनि कठोर कृष्ण, मधु रसमय राग कृष्ण॥ सम कृष्ण, विषम कृष्ण, मलिन कान्तिमान कृष्ण। शेष कृष्ण, शेषी कृष्ण, भक्त-भगवान कृष्ण॥ शिव कृष्ण, विष्णु कृष्ण, सगुण कृष्ण, निर्गुण कृष्ण। कृष्ण कृपा, कृष्ण-कृष्ण, कृष्ण कृपा, कृपा कृष्ण॥
[476]
(Rāga Jaṅgalā - Tīna Tāla)
श्याम हमारे तन-मन-धन हैं, श्याम हमारे जीवन-प्रान। श्याम हमारे अंग-अंगमें, रोम-रोममें बसे महान॥ श्याम मिले ही रहते हैं नित, नहीं छोड़ते हैं पल एक। घरमें, वनमें, भीतर-बाहर, सदा साथ रहते रख टेक॥ स्वप्न-जागरण, भोग-योगमें घुले-मिले रहते हैं नित्य। साथ खेलते, साथ विहरते, सदा साथ सोते हैं सत्य॥ होता नहीं वस्तुतः उनसे क्षणभर मेरा कभी वियोग। रहता सदा श्यामसे मेरा सुखमय परम मधुर संयोग॥ कभी-कभी ये अंधी आँखें उनको नहीं देख पातीं। विरह-अग्निसे इसीलिये मैं हूँ तत्काल जली जाती॥ एक साथ सम्मिलित, एकरस, बिना तनिक-से भी व्यवधान। मिले-मिलाये रहते हैं वे प्रियतम मेरे श्रीभगवान॥
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Krishna is brahmana and sudra, outcaste and untouchable. Krishna is the hidden secret and the clearly visible fact. Krishna is man and woman, child and elder. Krishna is mindless fool and one enriched with pure understanding. Krishna is renunciant and great yogi, unchaste woman and faithful wife. Krishna is celibate student and householder, forest-dweller and ascetic. Krishna is enjoyment and renunciation, attachment and detachment. Krishna is a harsh, grating sound and a honeyed, rasa-filled raga. Krishna is equal and unequal, impure and radiant. Krishna is the dependent and possessor, devotee and Bhagavan. Krishna is Siva and Vishnu, with qualities and beyond qualities. Krishna is grace, Krishna is Krishna, Krishna is grace and grace is Krishna.
[476]
(Raga Jangala - Tina Tala)
Syama is our body, mind and wealth; Syama is our life and vital breath. Great Syama dwells in every limb and every pore. Syama remains eternally united with us and never leaves for even a moment. At home and in the forest, within and without, He remains forever beside us. In dream and waking, enjoyment and yoga, He is eternally blended and united. He plays, sports and sleeps with us always, in truth. In reality I am never separated from Him for even a moment. My supremely sweet and blissful union with Syama remains forever. Sometimes these blind eyes cannot see Him, and therefore I immediately burn in the fire of separation. Joined together, one in rasa and without the slightest obstruction, my Beloved, blessed Bhagavan, remains eternally united with me.
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[477]
(Fourth Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
श्याम नित्य सुन्दर मेरे मन, श्याम नाम नित नव सुख सार। श्याम स्मरण, श्याम ही जीवन, श्याम प्राण, शुचि प्राणाधार॥ श्याम प्राणधन, श्याम बुद्धि-मन, श्याम करण, तन सोहन श्याम। श्याम सुकण्ठहार, सिर-भूषण, कर्ण फूल, नकबेसर श्याम॥ श्याम केश सिर, श्याम वेश वर, श्याम नील सारी श्रृंगार। श्याम जाति-कुल, श्याम अर्थ-बल, श्याम भजन-पूजन-सम्भार॥ श्याम भोग-सुख, श्याम आत्म-सुख, प्राणनाथ हैं मेरे श्याम। श्याम स्वप्न, जागरण श्याम ही, श्याम सुषुप्ति, तुरीया श्याम॥ श्याम जन्ममें, श्याम मृत्युमें, श्याम भरे सारे संसार। श्याम बसे हैं नित्य हृदयमें, श्याम सटे तनमें साकार॥
[478]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tāla Kaharavā)
श्याम हमारे वस्त्राभूषण, श्याम हमारे भोजन-पान। श्याम हमारे घर, घरके सब, श्याम हमारे ममता-मान॥ श्याम हमारे भोग्य, सुभोक्ता, श्याम हमारे कर्त्ता, कर्म। श्याम हमारे तन-मन-धन सब, श्याम हमारे केवल धर्म॥ श्याम हमारे त्याग, भोग सब, श्याम हमारे श्वासोच्छ्वास। श्याम हमारे स्व-पर सभी कुछ, श्याम हमारे सब अभिलाष॥ श्याम हमारे परम गुप्त निधि, श्याम हमारे प्रकट विभूति। श्याम हमारे भूत भविष्यत्, वर्तमानकी वांछित भूति॥ श्याम लोक-परलोक हमारे, बन्धन-मोक्ष हमारे श्याम। श्याम हमारे चरम परम गति, श्याम हमारे चिन्मय धाम॥ श्याम-प्रीति-रुचि-सुख ही केवल एक हमारा सहज सु-रूप। श्याम-सुखार्थ सभी कुछ होता रहता उनके मन-अनुरूप॥ श्याम करावें पूर्ण त्याग, या खूब करावें इन्द्रिय-भोग। श्याम रखें सब भाँति स्वस्थ, या दे दें चाहे कठिन कुरोग॥
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[477]
(Fourth Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
Syama is eternally beautiful within my mind, and Syama's name is the essence of ever-new happiness. Syama is remembrance and life itself; Syama is vital breath and its pure foundation. Syama is the treasure of life, understanding and mind, every instrument and the lovely body. Syama is the fine necklace, ornament of the head, flower at the ear and nose jewel. Syama is the hair upon my head, excellent attire, blue sari and every adornment. Syama is caste and family, wealth and strength, worship and all its articles. Syama is the happiness of enjoyment and the happiness of the self; my Syama is Lord of my life. Syama is dream, waking, deep sleep and the fourth state. Syama is in birth and death, and Syama fills the entire world. Syama dwells eternally within my heart and rests embodied against my body.
[478]
(Raga Pilu - Tala Kaharava)
Syama is our clothing and ornaments, our food and drink. Syama is our home and everything within it, our possessiveness and honor. Syama is what we enjoy and the perfect enjoyer, our agent and action. Syama is all our body, mind and wealth; Syama alone is our dharma. Syama is all our renunciation and enjoyment; Syama our inhalation and exhalation. Syama is everything ours and another's; Syama is every desire. Syama is our supremely secret treasure and our manifest glory. Syama is our past and future and the desired prosperity of the present. Syama is this world and the next, our bondage and liberation. Syama is our final supreme destination and conscious abode. Love, taste and happiness in Syama alone are our one natural and beautiful form. Everything occurs for Syama's happiness, according to His heart. Syama may cause complete renunciation or abundant enjoyment of the senses. Syama may keep us healthy in every way or give us a severe illness.
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श्याम कहें तो प्राण त्याग दें सुखपूर्वक अति मन उत्साह। श्याम कहें तो अमर रहें हम, पूरी हो प्रियतमकी चाह॥ श्याम भले अपमान करावें, करें, करावें या सम्मान। श्याम सुखी हों जिससे, केवल वही हमारा सच्चा मान॥ श्याम मिले नित रहें, एक पल भी न हमें छोड़ें, रख राग। श्याम कभी भी मिलें न हमसे, जीवनमें निज भरें विराग॥ श्याम सुखी हों जैसे ही, है हमें उसीमें परमानन्द। श्याम-चित्त विपरीत न रहता मनमें कभी कहीं आनन्द॥ श्याम-सुखार्थ त्याग यदि होता, उसका रहता हमें न भान। श्याम प्रेमसे ही सब होता सहज, सरल, सुखमय, गत-मान॥ श्याम-प्रीतिसे भरा हृदय तब कौन करे, कैसा अभिमान। श्याम बन रहे जीवन ही तब किसपर कौन करे अहसान॥ श्याम-प्रेम-फल प्राप्त सर्वथा, कौन परम फल अब अवशेष। श्याम-हेतु सब काम, त्यागका कौन महत्त्व बचा अब शेष॥ श्याम हमारे हैं सब कुछ, हम सदा श्यामकी सुख-साधन। श्याम स्वयं हमसे करवाते रहते निज-सुख-आराधन॥
[479]
(Rāga Sohanī - Dādarā Tāla)
श्यामकी चर्चा हमारा प्राण है। श्यामकी चर्चा सुखोंकी खान है॥ श्यामकी चर्चा हमारी शान है। श्यामकी चर्चा हमारा मान है॥ श्याम-चर्चा है सुखद हमको परम॥ श्यामकी चर्चा सुनाता जो हमें। श्यामकी चर्चा बताता जो हमें॥ श्याम-परिपाटी सिखाता जो हमें। श्यामकी रतिमें लगाता जो हमें॥ हैं कृतज्ञ सदैव हम उसके परम॥
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If Syama commands, we shall joyfully abandon life with immense enthusiasm. If Syama commands, we shall remain immortal so that the Beloved's wish is fulfilled. Syama may cause humiliation, perform it Himself or bestow honor. Whatever makes Syama happy is our only true honor. Syama may remain eternally united, never leaving us for a moment and preserving attachment. Or Syama may never meet us and fill His life with detachment from us. However Syama becomes happy, our supreme bliss rests in that alone. No joy ever exists within the mind contrary to Syama's heart. If renunciation occurs for Syama's happiness, we possess no awareness of it. Everything arises naturally, simply, joyfully and without pride solely through love for Syama. When the heart is filled with love for Syama, who could feel what pride? When Syama has become life itself, who could claim to favor anyone? The fruit of Syama's love has been wholly attained; what supreme fruit remains? When every act is for Syama, what importance remains in renunciation? Syama is everything to us, and we are eternally the means of Syama's happiness. Syama Himself continually makes us worship His happiness through us.
[479]
(Raga Sohani - Dadara Tala)
Talk of Syama is our life. Talk of Syama is a treasury of happiness. Talk of Syama is our glory. Talk of Syama is our honor. Talk of Syama is supremely delightful to us. Whoever recites talk of Syama to us, whoever explains talk of Syama to us, whoever teaches us Syama's way and engages us in love for Syama, to that person we remain eternally and supremely grateful.
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[480]
(Fifth Lāvanī Tune - Tāla Kaharavā)
राधा घर, काननमें राधा, राधा नित यमुनाके तीर। राधा मोद, प्रमोद राधिका, राधा बहै नयन बन नीर॥ राधा प्राण, बुद्धि-मन राधा, राधा नयनोंकी तारा। राधा तन-इन्द्रियमें, राधा प्रेमानन्द-सुधा-धारा॥ राधा मन है, राधा धन है, नाम-धाम सब है राधा। राधा भजन, ध्यान राधा ही, जप-तप-यजन सभी राधा॥ राधा जगते, सोते राधा, खान-पानमें है राधा। राधा उठने और बैठनेमें भी, हँसनेमें राधा॥ राधा नव बसन्त-मलयानिल, राधा हरे सभी बाधा। राधा सदा स्वामिनी मेरी, परमाराध्या है राधा॥
[481]
(Rāga Jaṅgalā - Tāla Kaharavā)
प्रियतम नित्य प्राण हैं मेरे, मैं हूँ उनके अपने प्राण। विधनाने क्यों रचे देह दो, क्या सोचा इसमें कल्याण॥ उनका जैसा होता है मेरे प्रति अति-विचित्र व्यवहार। नहीं चुका सकती मैं उसका बदला कुछ भी, किसी प्रकार॥ प्रियतमका व्यवहार देख मैं हूँ लज्जासे गड़ जाती। विविध भाँति विनती करती, पर नहीं उन्हें समझा पाती॥ कभी देख पाते जो मुझको खाते पथमें भी ताम्बूल। हाथ पसार माँगते मंगनकी ज्यों, सब मर्यादा भूल॥ मेरे तनका वर्ण देख वे पीताम्बर धारण करते। मुरलीमें ले नाम सदा मेरा ही प्यारे सुर भरते॥ मेरी अंग-सुगन्ध जिधरसे आती प्रियतम लख पाते। उसी ओर पागल-से हो वे अलि समान उड़-उड़ जाते॥ सेवाको ललचातीं शत-शत रूप-गुणवती नारि ललाम। नहीं किसीकी ओर ताकते मेरे सिवा कभी भी श्याम॥
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[480]
(Fifth Lavani Tune - Tala Kaharava)
Radha is at home and in the forest; Radha is eternally on the Yamuna's bank. Radha is delight, Radhika supreme delight, and Radha flows as water from the eyes. Radha is life, Radha understanding and mind, Radha the star of the eyes. Radha is in body and senses; Radha is the nectar-stream of love's bliss. Radha is mind and wealth; name and abode are all Radha. Radha is worship and meditation; japa, austerity and sacrifice are all Radha. Radha is in waking and sleeping, in eating and drinking. Radha is in rising and sitting and in laughter. Radha is the fresh spring breeze from Malaya; Radha removes every obstacle. Radha is eternally my mistress; Radha is supremely worshipable.
[481]
(Raga Jangala - Tala Kaharava)
The Beloved is eternally my life, and I am His own life. Why did providence create two bodies? What welfare did it envision? His conduct toward me is so exceedingly extraordinary that I can never repay it in any way. Seeing my Beloved's conduct, I sink into shame. I entreat Him in many ways, yet cannot make Him understand. If He ever sees me chewing betel, even on the road, He forgets every convention, extends His hand and begs like a mendicant. Seeing the color of my body, He wears yellow cloth. Taking my name upon His flute, the Beloved forever fills it with melody. Whenever He detects the fragrance of my limbs from some direction, He becomes like a madman and flies that way like a bee. Hundreds of glorious women endowed with beauty and virtue long to serve Him, yet Syama never looks toward anyone but me.
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छोड़ दिया सारा प्रियतमने मेरे लिये जाति-कुल-मान। कैसे ऋणका शोध करूँ मैं, गुण-दरिद्र, दोषोंकी खान॥ नहीं रोकनेमें समर्थ मैं, हूँ सहनेमें भी असमर्थ। जो जी चाहे करें प्राणधन, वे ही समझें अपना अर्थ॥
[482]
(Rāga Jaṅgalā - Tāla Kaharavā)
हटे वह सामनेसे, तब कहीं मैं अन्य कुछ देखूँ। सदा रहता बसा मनमें तो कैसे अन्यको लेखूँ? उसीसे बोलनेसे ही मुझे फुरसत नहीं मिलती। तो कैसे अन्य चर्चाके लिये फिर जीभ यह हिलती? सुनाता वह मुझे मीठी रसीली बात है हरदम। तो कैसे मैं सुनूँ किसकी, छोड़ वह रस मधुर अनुपम? समय मिलता नहीं मुझको टहलसे एक पल उसकी। छोड़कर मैं उसे, कैसे करूँ सेवा कभी किसकी? रह गयी मैं नहीं कुछ भी किसीके कामकी हूँ अब। समर्पण हो चुका मेरा, जो कुछ भी था उसीके सब॥
[483]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaḍā - Tāla Kaharavā)
प्यारे प्रियतम प्रभु अवश्य ही रहते हैं नित मेरे पास। खाते-पीते, सोते-जगते, चलते-फिरते कर मृदु हास॥ मेरी नजर खींचते, मुझे रिझाते वे रहते प्रिय नित्य। विविध भाँतिसे लीला करते, हृदय लगाते निश्चय सत्य॥ आलिंगन कर बात पूछते, अन्तरंग कहते निज बात। निज कर मेरे केश सजाते, मृदु-मृदु खुद सहलाते गात॥ जब मेरा भावान्तर होता, नहीं दीखते मुझको तब। होती विरह-वेदना भारी, व्याकुल तन-मन होते सब॥ एक-एक पल युग-सम जाता, उठती हृदय विषम ज्वाला। तब हो प्रकट तुरत बन जाते मेरी मधुर कण्ठमाला॥
English translation
Continuation of [481]
For my sake the Beloved abandoned every honor of caste and family. How can I, destitute of virtue and a treasury of faults, repay this debt? I am unable either to restrain Him or endure it. Let the treasure of my life do whatever His heart desires; He alone understands His purpose.
[482]
(Raga Jangala - Tala Kaharava)
Only if He moved from before me could I behold anything else. When He dwells forever within my mind, how could I take account of another? Speaking with Him alone leaves me no leisure. How then could this tongue move to discuss another? He forever tells me sweet and rasa-filled things. Leaving that incomparable, sweet rasa, whom else could I hear? His service gives me not one moment of spare time. Abandoning Him, how could I ever serve anyone else? Nothing of me remains useful to anyone now. Whatever I possessed has been wholly surrendered to Him.
[483]
(Raga Kalingada - Tala Kaharava)
My dear Beloved Lord surely remains forever beside me. Eating and drinking, sleeping and waking, walking and moving, He smiles gently. The Beloved eternally draws my gaze and delights me. He performs lilas in many ways and truly presses me to His heart. Embracing me, He asks questions and intimately tells me His own thoughts. With His own hands He arranges my hair and tenderly caresses my body. When my inner feeling changes, I can no longer see Him. Heavy pain of separation arises, and body and mind become distraught. Each moment passes like an age, and a terrible flame rises within the heart. Then He appears at once and becomes a sweet garland around my neck.
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Continuation of [483]
रहते सदा मिले मुझसे वे हर स्थितिमें प्यारे घनश्याम। मिलन और बिछुड़नकी लीलाका सुख देते सदा ललाम॥
[484]
(Rāga Kalyāṇa - Tāla Kaharavā)
रहते नित हृदयमें मेरे, कभी न ओझल होते। वहाँ अचल डेरा डाले, बस, रहते सुखसे सोते॥ नहीं किसीको घुसने देते, नहीं झाँकने देते। पूरा निज अधिकार जमाये, पूरा आनंद लेते॥ बाहर भी वे रहते मेरे चारों ओर निरन्तर। नहीं किसीको आने देते इन्द्रिय-सीमा भीतर॥ रहते सदा दृगोंमें छाये, वे नयनोंके तारे। कानोंमें मधु-वचन-सुधा, संगीत सुनाते प्यारे॥ नासाको मीठी अति अंग-सुगन्ध सुँघाते अनुपम। सरस प्रसाद-सुधा रसनाको मधुर चखाते हरदम॥ अंग-अंगको स्पर्श-दान कर, धन्य सदा वे करते। अन्य सभी जगके सम्बन्धोंको वे बिलकुल हरते॥ यों मतिमें, मनमें, इन्द्रियमें सदा बसे वे रहते। एकछत्र अधिकार किये वे दृढ़ स्वरमें यों कहते - "तुमपर, वस्तु तुम्हारी सबपर पूरा कब्जा मेरा। मेरे सिवा अन्यको तुम भी कभी न कहती 'मेरा'॥" यों मैं सिर्फ तुम्हारी, तुम हो केवल मेरे प्यारे। एक, सदा ही एक रहेंगे, कभी न न्यारी-न्यारे॥
[485]
(Rāga Bhīmapalāsī - Tāla Kaharavā)
नहीं छोड़ते हैं पलभर भी, करते रहते मनमानी। नटखट निपट निरन्तर मुझसे करते मधुर छेड़खानी॥ अपने मनकी मुझे कभी वे तनिक नहीं करने देते। कभी रुलाते, कभी हँसाते, कभी नचाकर सुख लेते॥
English translation
Continuation of [483]
Dear Ghanasyama remains forever united with me in every condition. He continually grants the happiness of the lila of meeting and separation.
[484]
(Raga Kalyana - Tala Kaharava)
He dwells eternally within my heart and never disappears. There He has established an immovable camp and rests in happiness. He lets no one enter or even look within. Establishing His complete authority, He enjoys complete bliss. Outwardly too He remains continually all around me. He permits no one to enter within the boundary of my senses. He forever covers my vision, the star of my eyes. The Beloved pours the nectar of honeyed words and music into my ears. He gives my nose the incomparable sweetness of His bodily fragrance. He forever gives my tongue the sweet taste of His rasa-filled, nectarean prasada. Giving His touch to every limb, He eternally blesses them. He completely removes every other worldly relationship. Thus He dwells forever in understanding, mind and senses. Holding absolute sovereignty, He declares firmly: "You and everything Yours are wholly My possession. Apart from Me, You too must never call anyone else 'mine.'" Thus I belong only to You, and You alone are my Beloved. We are one and shall remain eternally one, never separate.
[485]
(Raga Bhimapalasi - Tala Kaharava)
He never leaves me even for a moment and continually acts as He pleases. Utterly mischievous, He forever teases me sweetly. He never allows me to act according to my own mind even slightly. Sometimes He makes me weep, sometimes laugh and sometimes dances me for His pleasure.
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Continuation of [485]
हृदय लगाते कभी मोद भर, कभी हटाते कर दुर-दुर। सुधा पिलाते मधुर कभी, भर मुरलीमें अपना ही सुर॥ इसीलिये इस जीवनमें, बस उनका ही सुर है बजता। उनके ही रससे रसमय मन सदा सहज उनको भजता॥ मेरे मनकी रही न कुछ भी, उनके मनकी सब मेरी। करें-करायें वे चाहे सो, मिटी सभी हेरा-फेरी॥
[486]
(Rāga Jaṅgalā - Tāla Kaharavā)
नित्य सुदारुण विरह भयानक, उत्कट मिलनेच्छा, उर दाह। नित्य मिलन-सुख मधुर-मनोहर, नित उत्सव, शुचि नित उत्साह॥ दोनों ही शुभ, दोनों ही सुख, दोनोंमें रहता संयोग। भीतर एक भरा नित रहता, देता एक बाहरी भोग॥ बाहर-भीतर दोनोंमें ही रहते युगपत् नित एकत्र। दोनोंमें ही होती नित ही रस-वर्षा शुचि विविध विचित्र॥ हुआ न कभी, न है, हो सकता क्षणभर नहीं कदापि बिछोह। नित्य एक ही, नित्य बने दो रसमय चिदानन्द-संदोह॥
[487]
(Rāga Vihāga - Tīna Tāla)
स्याम मो मन में आय बस्यौ। निकसत नायें एक छिन कबहूँ, संतत रहत धँस्यौ॥ करत सदा मनमानी, चाहत पलभर नायें खस्यौ। झकझोरत, हिय-कली मरोरत, अति आनंद गस्यौ॥ राखत मोय नेह-परिपूरन निज भुज-पास कस्यौ। मिल्यौ रहत नित अंग-अंग सौं, निर्मल रसहिं रस्यौ॥ ज्यौं-ज्यौं कली मरोरत, त्यौं-त्यों हिय मम रहत हँस्यौ। स्याम-सनेह-जाल मेरौ मन निरबधि काल फँस्यौ॥
English translation
Continuation of [485]
Sometimes He presses me to His heart in delight, and sometimes pushes me away with "Go, go." Sometimes He gives sweet nectar to drink, filling His flute with His own melody. Therefore His melody alone resounds throughout this life. Filled with His rasa, the rasa-filled mind naturally worships Him forever. Nothing remains according to my mind; everything in His heart is mine. Let Him do and cause whatever He wishes; every calculation has ended.
[486]
(Raga Jangala - Tala Kaharava)
Eternally there is terrible, dreadful separation, fierce longing to meet and burning within the heart. Eternally there is the sweet and enchanting happiness of union, continual festival and pure enthusiasm. Both are auspicious and both are happiness; union abides within both. One eternally fills the inner being, while the other gives outward experience. Within and without, both remain eternally present together. In both there continually falls a pure and wondrous rain of diverse rasas. Separation never occurred, does not exist and cannot exist even for a moment. The mass of rasa-filled conscious bliss is eternally one and eternally becomes two.
[487]
(Raga Vihaga - Tina Tala)
Syama has come to dwell within my mind. He never leaves for even a moment but remains continually sunk within it. He forever acts as He pleases and does not wish to move away even briefly. Shaking me and twisting the bud of my heart, He sings in supreme delight. He keeps me filled with love, bound tightly within His arms. United with every limb, He relishes stainless rasa. The more He twists the bud, the more my heart continues to laugh. My mind is caught for endless time in Syama's net of affection.
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[488]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaḍā - Tāla Kaharavā)
कहाँ असीम अनन्त परम आनन्द मधुर रसके सागर। अमित अपार महत्त्व दिव्य गुण-श्री-यशके अतुलित आगर॥ कहाँ असीम नगण्य तुच्छ मैं, दीन-हीन सूखी बागर। पर आश्चर्य! मिले ही रहते नित मुझसे वे नट-नागर॥
[489]
(Rāga Jaṅgalā - Tāla Kaharavā)
सखी! हो गयी क्या मैं पगली, बदल गया या तेरा रूप। तेरी जगह दिखायी देते मुझको मोहन रूप-अनूप॥ ऊपर-नीचे, दायें-बायें, जिधर फिराती हूँ मैं नैन। सभी जगह हैं मुझे दीखते मोहन नट-नागर सुख दैन॥ कानोंसे भी मुझे सुनायी देती मधु मुरलीकी तान। केवल वह बज रही सर्वदा, अथवा हुए विमोहित कान॥ नासा नित्य पा रही उनकी अंग-सुगन्ध मधुर चहुँ ओर। चखा रहे रसनाको वे नित मधुर सुधा निज नन्द-किशोर॥ अंग सदा पाते रहते हैं प्रियतमका प्रिय अंग-स्पर्श। जीभ सदा गाती है उनके नाम गुणोंका ही उत्कर्ष॥ कौन कहे किससे क्या कैसे, मिटे सभी माया के द्वन्द्व। चलती रहती अब तो लीलामयकी नित लीला स्वच्छन्द॥
[490]
(Dohā)
हरि मेरे प्रियतम सदा रहते मेरे पास। देखा करते वे मुझे छाया मुख मृदु हास॥ एक पलक होते नहीं प्रियतम मुझसे दूर। सदा दिखाते वे मुझे मुख-मयंकका नूर॥
English translation
[488]
(Raga Kalingada - Tala Kaharava)
Where is He, the boundless and infinite ocean of supreme bliss and sweet rasa, the incomparable treasury of immeasurable greatness, divine virtues, splendor and glory? And where am I, infinitely insignificant and petty, poor, destitute and a dried-up garden? Yet wonder of wonders, Natavara remains eternally united with me!
[489]
(Raga Jangala - Tala Kaharava)
Friend, have I gone mad, or has your form changed? In your place I see Mohana's incomparable form. Above and below, to right and left, wherever I turn my eyes, everywhere I see the bliss-bestowing gallant dancer Mohana. With my ears too I hear the honeyed melody of His flute. Either it alone resounds forever, or my ears have become enchanted. My nose continually receives His sweet bodily fragrance from every direction. Nanda's young son eternally gives my tongue His sweet nectar to taste. Every limb continually receives the dear touch of the Beloved's limbs. My tongue forever sings only the greatness of His name and virtues. Who can say what, to whom or how? Every duality of maya has disappeared. Now the free lila of the lila-filled Lord proceeds eternally.
[490]
(Doha)
Hari, my Beloved, remains forever beside me. He continually gazes upon me, a gentle smile spread across His face. The Beloved is never distant from me for even a blink. He forever shows me the radiance of His moon-face.
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Hindi and Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [490]
देते रहते नित्य सुख निज संनिधिका पूर्ण। हुए अन्य संकल्प सब मेरे मनके चूर्ण॥ लगी हृदयमें एक ही मीठी लगन ललाम। रहूँ निरखती मैं सदा मनहर-छवि सुख-धाम॥
[491]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaḍā - Tāla Kaharavā)
नहीं चाहती याद रखूँ मैं, वर चाहती जाऊँ भूल। पर हटता वह नहीं हृदयसे, सदा चुभाता रहता शूल॥ कठिन नुकीला शूल, किंतु वह बन जाता तुरंत मृदु फूल। मुझे सदा असीम सुख देता, काट बहाता दुखका मूल॥
[492]
(Rāga Mālava - Tīna Tāla)
दीर्घकालके बाद हुआ प्रियतमका सुखद मिलाप। बुझीं हृदयकी ज्वालाएँ सब, मिटे सभी संताप॥ पूर्ण चन्द्र हो उदित गगनमें, करे कोकिला कूक। नहीं उठेगी ज्वाला तनमें, नहीं हृदयमें हूक॥ मलय मन्द हो पवन प्रवाहित, करें मधुप गुंजार। प्राणनाथके साथ नहीं अब होगा दुख-संचार॥ हुए क्लेश सब दूर, मिले चिर-बिछुड़े मोहन श्याम। जीवन हुआ मोदमय, मेरे पूर्ण हुए सब काम॥
[493]
(Rāga Kāfī - Tīna Tāla)
लालची लोचन मधुप हमारे। पियत रूप-रस मधुर निरंतर, होत न छिनहूँ न्यारे॥ जिमि प्रति लाभ लोभ बाढ़े अति, त्यों ही ये ललचाने। पल-पल बढ़त लालसा इन की, करत काम मनमाने॥ लोक-वेद की मरजादा तजि, रहत स्याम-रँग राते। मानत नहीं नैक कछू हटके, गटकि-गटकि रस-माते॥
English translation
Continuation of [490]
He continually grants the complete happiness of His presence. Every other resolve within my mind has been shattered. One sweet and glorious devotion alone has seized my heart: may I forever behold the enchanting beauty that is the abode of happiness.
[491]
(Raga Kalingada - Tala Kaharava)
I do not wish to remember Him; rather I wish to forget. Yet He will not leave my heart and continually pierces it like a thorn. That hard, sharp thorn instantly becomes a tender flower. It gives me boundless happiness forever, cutting away and carrying off sorrow's root.
[492]
(Raga Malava - Tina Tala)
After a long time, blissful union with the Beloved occurred. Every flame within the heart was extinguished, and all anguish disappeared. Let the full moon rise in the sky and the cuckoo call; no flame will now arise in the body and no pang in the heart. Let the gentle Malaya breeze blow and honeybees hum; beside the Lord of my life, sorrow will no longer spread. Every affliction departed when long-separated Mohana Syama met me. Life became filled with delight, and every purpose was fulfilled.
[493]
(Raga Kafi - Tina Tala)
Our greedy eyes are honeybees. They continually drink the sweet rasa of His form and never separate for even a moment. As greed increases with each gain, so these eyes grow more covetous. Their longing increases every moment, and they act as they please. Abandoning the conventions of society and scripture, they remain dyed in Syama's color. They heed no restraint at all, gulping rasa and becoming intoxicated.
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Continuation of [493]
मोहन कौ मुख-कमल मधुर नहिं हटे पलक दृग-मन तैं। निरखत रहें दिवस-निसि, बाहर-भीतर नित्य जतन तैं॥
[494]
(Rāga Jaṅgalā - Tāla Kaharavā)
हुआ मधुर सम्बन्ध प्रेमका, नित्य अभिन्न परम शुचि भाव। खुले हृदयके द्वार, मिट गये मिलकर सारे दूर-दुराव॥ जान गये दोनों दोनोंके अन्तरका रहस्यमय मर्म। बने परस्पर जीवनके वे चिर अपृथक सब धर्मी-धर्म॥ सदा एकरस, सदा एक मन, सदा एक अभिलाष अनूप। सदा एक, पर सदा बने दो, दोनों के आकर्षक रूप॥ देह-गेहके टूट गये प्यारे-खारे सारे सम्बन्ध। नित्य मुक्त कर मुक्त बँध गये स्वयं प्रेमके स्थायी बन्ध॥ विगत हुए दोके अभावमें भय-लज्जा-विषाद-मद-मान। दो परंतु नित बने कराते-करते आपसमें रस-पान॥ जीवन-मरण-भरे द्वन्द्वोंका हुआ अतुल अत्यन्ताभाव। लगा विशुद्ध त्यागमय सुख पहुँचानेका आपसमें चाव॥ उठा सभी शासन, न रहा अब कर्मोंका कुछ भी अवशेष। मिला लिया प्रियतमने पूरा, रखा न तनिक पृथकता-लेश॥
[495]
(Rāga Bhīmapalāsī - Tāla Kaharavā)
रहते हैं प्यारे नित सारे लिये मधुर गुण मेरे पास। सुमधुर स्पर्श-शब्द, सुन्दर छवि, मधुर सु-रस, अति मधुर सुवास॥ करते नित रहते मुझको वे अपनी सभी वस्तुएँ दान। नहीं अदेय मानते कुछ भी मेरे प्रियतम वे भगवान॥ मैं अति सकुचाती, शरमाती, देख-देखकर अपनी ओर। बोली मधुर बोल, शरमाता देख पैर निज जैसे मोर॥ लालायित-से हुए सतत देते रहते आलिंगन-दान। होते परम प्रसन्न देख वे मेरे ओठोंपर मुसकान॥
English translation
Continuation of [493]
Mohana's sweet lotus face never leaves eyes or mind for even a blink. Day and night, within and without, they strive eternally to behold it.
[494]
(Raga Jangala - Tala Kaharava)
A sweet relationship of love arose, eternally indivisible and supremely pure. The doors of the heart opened, and every distance and concealment vanished. Each understood the mysterious inner core of the other. They became eternally inseparable as the possessor and quality of one another's life. Forever one in rasa, one in mind and one in incomparable desire, They remain forever one yet eternally become two through Their captivating forms. Every sweet and bitter relation of body and home broke away. Eternally liberated, They freely bound Themselves in love's enduring bond. In the absence of two, fear, shame, sorrow, intoxication and pride vanished. Yet They eternally became two to give and receive rasa from each other. Every duality filled with life and death ceased completely. Each desired to give the other pure happiness filled with renunciation. Every rule fell away and no residue of action remained. The Beloved united Her wholly, preserving not the slightest trace of separation.
[495]
(Raga Bhimapalasi - Tala Kaharava)
The Beloved remains forever beside me bearing every sweet virtue: supremely sweet touch and sound, lovely beauty, sweet rasa and exceedingly sweet fragrance. He continually gives me everything that belongs to Him. My Beloved Bhagavan considers nothing unfit to be given. Looking at myself, I become deeply shy and embarrassed. He speaks sweet words and, seeing me shy, looks toward His own feet like a peacock. Filled with longing, He continually grants embraces. Seeing a smile upon my lips, He becomes supremely pleased.
Original
Hindi
Continuation of [495]
पर वे नहीं देखते कुछ भी भली-बुरी जीवनकी चाल। दे अपना सर्वस्व मुदित मन, सदा कर रहे मुझे निहाल॥ पता नहीं, ये रीझ रहे क्यों गुणनिधि परम चतुर रसराज। क्या देखा प्रियतमने मुझमें छिपा विलक्षण सुन्दर साज॥ यह सब अनुभव करके भी मैं नहीं स्पष्ट अनुभव करती। अतः तरसती, बिलखाती नित, रोती, नित आहें भरती॥ नित्य मिलनमें भी अमिलनका कटु अनुभव कर दुख पाती। मृदु हँस, कर संस्पर्श जगाते, प्रिय-मुख देख लजा जाती॥
[496]
(Dohā)
कैसे देखूँ दूर मैं, प्रभु जब रहते पास। करती मैं इससे सदा प्रभु-चरणोंमें बास॥ निरख रहे मुझको सदा प्रभु नित निज रस-नैन। मेरे दृग भी लग रहे, भोग रहे सुख-चैन॥ रस-वर्षा करते मधुर प्रिय मुझपर दिन-रात। रहती रसमें मग्न, सब डूबे रहते गात॥ मिले नित्य रहते सभी - मन-मति, इन्द्रिय-अंग। बिना किसी व्यवधानके, नित नव-नव रस-रंग॥ भुक्ति-मुक्ति-वांछा मिटी, रही न देहासक्ति। प्रियतममें नित बढ़ रही अति निर्मल अनुरक्ति॥
[497]
(Rāga Khamāja - Tāla Kaharavā)
हो गया उनका सब संसार, उठ गया मेरा कुल अधिकार॥ मिटा सब 'मेरे' पनका भान, मिट गया 'मैं' पनका अभिमान॥ मिटा सब अलग-अलग व्यापार, हुआ सब उनमें एकाकार॥ रह गये वही एक अब शेष, सभी हैं उनके अपने वेष॥ दुःख-सुख सब उनके ही रूप, छा रहे सबमें वही अनूप॥ कर रहे लीला अपने आप, दिखाते अपनेको ही आप॥
English translation
Continuation of [495]
Yet He sees nothing of life's good or bad conduct. Giving His entire self with a delighted heart, He continually fulfills me. I do not know why this supremely clever king of rasa, treasury of virtues, is so pleased. What extraordinary hidden beauty has the Beloved seen within me? Even experiencing all this, I do not experience it clearly. Therefore I continually pine, lament, weep and sigh. Even within eternal union, I suffer the bitter experience of non-meeting. Smiling gently, He awakens me with His touch, and seeing His face I become shy.
[496]
(Doha)
How could I see Him far away when the Lord remains near? Therefore I dwell forever at the Lord's feet. The Lord eternally gazes upon me with His rasa-filled eyes. My eyes too remain fixed upon Him, enjoying happiness and peace. The sweet Beloved showers rasa upon me day and night. I remain immersed in rasa, and every limb stays submerged. Mind, understanding, senses and limbs remain eternally united. Without obstruction, ever-new colors of rasa arise forever. Desire for enjoyment and liberation has disappeared, along with attachment to the body. Supremely pure attachment to the Beloved continually increases.
[497]
(Raga Khamaja - Tala Kaharava)
The whole world became His, and my total authority vanished. Every sense of "mine" ended, and the pride of "I" disappeared. Every separate activity ceased, and all became one with Him. He alone remains; everything is His own guise. Sorrow and happiness are both His forms; He alone covers everything. He performs lila by Himself and shows only Himself.
Original
Hindi
Continuation of [497]
मधुर अति, कभी भयानक घोर, भरा उनका मधु-रस सब ओर॥ रही मैं घुल-मिल उनके साथ, नित्य दासी, वे मेरे नाथ॥
[498]
(Rāga Gunakalī - Tāla Kaharavā)
मिल्यौ स्याम कौ मधु-संयोग। मिटे जगतके सारे रोग॥ मिल्यौ एक फिर मीठौ रोग। बढ़्यौ, खाय सो सारे भोग॥ बढ़्यौ रहे यह प्यारौ रोग। बढ़ती रहे सदा यह रोग॥ होय न याकौ कबहूँ वियोग। मिल्यौ स्याम कौ मधु-संयोग॥
[499]
(Rāga Mālaśrī - Mūla Tāla)
सजनी! जो कटा अँग-अंग मेरा, खिला कुछ और ही तब रंग मेरा॥ अंदरका पूरा बंध काट डाला, तनको सुरोंके लिये छेद डाला॥ छेदोंसे मेरा सीना भरा है, तुम देखो कैसा यह माजरा है॥ मैं कुछ न कह कर नित मौन रहती, छेदोंसे प्रियकी मधुर तान बहती॥ वे अपने मनसे गायें जो चाहें, मुझे भले कोई कितना सराहे॥
[500]
(Rāga Jaṅgalā - Tāla Kaharavā)
मिटे सब शोक, मोह, भय, मान, कामना, ममता, मद, अभिमान॥ जन्मका चक्र, मरणकी भीति, मिटी सब राग-वैरकी रीति॥ मिटे सब अग-जगके जंजाल, हो गयी मैं सब भाँति निहाल॥ रह गये प्यारे केवल एक, मिट गयी सभी दूसरी टेक॥ भरा सर्वत्र प्रेम स्वच्छन्द, रहा केवल मधुमय आनन्द॥ बही रस-सुधा मधुरकी धार, रह गया, बस, प्रियतमका प्यार॥
English translation
Continuation of [497]
Exceedingly sweet and sometimes terribly dreadful, His honeyed rasa fills every direction. I remain blended and united with Him, His eternal maidservant, while He is my Lord.
[498]
(Raga Gunakali - Tala Kaharava)
Sweet union with Syama was attained, and every disease of the world disappeared. Then one sweet illness was found, which grew and consumed every enjoyment. May this beloved illness continue to grow. May it increase forever. May it never suffer separation. Sweet union with Syama was attained.
[499]
(Raga Malasri - Mula Tala)
Friend, when every limb of mine was cut, an altogether different color blossomed within me. He cut through every inner bond and pierced the body for His melodies. My breast is filled with holes; behold what has happened. I say nothing and remain forever silent, while the Beloved's sweet melody flows through those openings. Let Him sing through me whatever He wishes, however greatly anyone may praise me.
[500]
(Raga Jangala - Tala Kaharava)
All grief, delusion, fear, honor, desire, possessiveness, intoxication and pride disappeared. The cycle of birth, fear of death, attachment and enmity all ended. Every entanglement of the moving and unmoving world vanished, and I became fulfilled in every way. Only the Beloved remained, and every other support disappeared. Love freely filled everything, and only honeyed bliss remained. A sweet stream of nectar-rasa flowed; only the Beloved's love remained.
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Hindi and Braj Bhasha
[501]
(Rāga Sāraṅga - Tīntāla)
पलभर नहीं छोड़ते प्यारे, पलभर नहीं छोड़ते साथ। सदा-सदा समीप रहते वे, घुले-मिले प्राणोंमें नाथ॥ देख-देखकर मैं उनका वह पल-पल बढ़ता नूतन रूप। नित्य-निरन्तर पावन पाती हूँ प्रमोद अति मधुर अनूप॥
[502]
(Rāga Khamāja - Tīna Tāla)
कान्ह बर मेरे जीवन-प्रान। देखि रूप छूट्यौ जग सारौ, रह्यौ न कछु संधान॥ वे ही अब सब तन-मन मेरे, वे ही जीवन-जीवन। नयननि की पुतरी वे मेरी, वे ही हिय कौ स्पंदन॥ मोहि सिख दैबे में सखि! क्यों तुम करौ समय बरबाद। रूप-सुधा पी भई बावरी हौं, टूटी मरजाद॥ भूलि जाहु मो कूँ तुम सब अब, कुल की जानि कलंक। हौंहूँ परी रहूँ पगली ह्वै, प्रियतम के प्रिय अंक॥ कट्यौ लोक-बंधन सब सहजहिं, रह्यौ न कोउ परलोक। चरननि नित्य बसाय लई प्रिय, रह्यौ न चिंता-सोक॥ पास रहूँ वा दूर, नित्य वे रहते मेरे पास। भयौ नित्य संबंध तिनहिं तैं अमिट-अटूट-अनास॥
[503]
(Rāga Khamāja - Tāla Kaharavā)
बिछुरे होयें जु मिलैं प्रान-धन, गये होयें तौ आवैं। आठों जाम बसैं उर-मंदिर, कबहुँ न इत-उत जावैं॥ जब मन होय प्रगट ह्वै बाहर, रूप-सुधा बरसावैं। भाँति-भाँति रस-दान-पान करि मधुर-मधुर मुसुकावैं॥ करें अचगरी, अधरामृत-रस अबिरल पियें-पियावैं। सब बिघन दूर करि मोकौं मोहन अंग लगावैं॥
English translation
[501]
(Raga Saranga - Tintala)
The Beloved never leaves me for even a moment and never abandons my side. He remains forever near, blended and united with my life. Continually beholding His ever-new form increasing moment by moment, I eternally receive sacred, incomparable and supremely sweet delight.
[502]
(Raga Khamaja - Tina Tala)
Kanha is the chosen Lord, life of my life. Seeing His form, the whole world fell away and no other awareness remained. He alone is now all my body and mind, the life of my life. He is the pupil of my eyes and the pulse of my heart. Friend, why waste time trying to instruct me? Drinking the nectar of His form, I have gone mad and convention has broken. Forget me now, all of you, and regard me as the disgrace of the family. Mad, I shall remain lying within the Beloved's dear embrace. Every worldly bond was naturally cut, and no other world remained. I eternally placed the Beloved within His own feet, and concern and sorrow vanished. Whether near or far, He remains eternally beside me. An indestructible, unbreakable and unforced relationship with Him has arisen forever.
[503]
(Raga Khamaja - Tala Kaharava)
Only those separated can meet, and only those departed can return. He dwells all eight watches in the heart's temple and never goes elsewhere. Whenever He wishes, He manifests outwardly and showers the nectar of His form. Giving and drinking rasa in many ways, He smiles sweetly. He performs wondrous play and ceaselessly drinks and gives the nectar-rasa of His lips. Removing every obstacle, Mohana presses me to His body.
Original
Braj Bhasha and Hindi
Continuation of [503]
जब मन होय छिपें पुनि उर-घर, लीला ललित रचावैं। सुपन-जागरन रहें संग नित, अंग-अंग बिलसावैं॥ समुझैं नायें रहस्य अज्ञ जन, आय-आय समुझावैं। जानि बियोगिनि ज्ञान-दान दै, धीरज मोय बँधावैं॥ मेरौ पलहू कौ बियोग वे प्यारे सहि नहीं पावैं। सखि! तुम तौ रहस्य सब जानौ, हम न कबहूँ अरगावैं॥
[504]
(Rāga Deśa - Tāla Kaharavā)
सरबस छीन ले गयौ मेरौ वो लंपट अति धूत। परम चतुर ठग लंगर छलिया वो जसुमति कौ पूत॥ प्याय रूप-मद मधुर मोय मादक कीन्ही बेभान। लूट लई, कीन्ही मनमानी ता पाछे सैतान॥ अब का करौं, कहौं का सौं, कछु रह्यौ न मेरे पास। मन-मति-गति-रति लूटि कितव मोहि दई दासता खास॥ अब तो हौं नहिं रही आपु में, सभी अपनपौ लूट्यौ। घुली-मिली सबरी मैं वा सँग, सब सौं नातौ टूट्यौ॥
[505]
(Rāga Bhīmapalāsī - Tāla Kaharavā)
पता नहीं कुछ रात-दिवसका, पता नहीं कब संध्या-भोर। जागत-स्वप्न दिखायी देता श्याम सदा मेरा चितचोर॥ भूल गयी मैं नाम-धाम निज, भूल गयी सुधि हूँ मैं कौन। नयन नचाकर, प्राण हरण कर, खड़ा हँस रहा धरकर मौन॥ कैसी मधुर मूर्ति, वह कैसा था विचित्र मनहारी रूप! आँखें झूर रहीं, झरतीं नित, करतीं स्मृति सौन्दर्य अनूप॥ मर्म बेधकर धर्म मिटाया, किया चूर सारा अभिमान। लोक-लाज, कुल-कान मिटी सब, रहा न कुछ निज-परका भान॥ हा! कैसा बिधु-वदन सुधामय, विचर रहा कालिन्दी-कूल। हर सर्वस्व, बाँध सब तोड़े, मिटे सभी मर्यादा-कूल॥
English translation
Continuation of [503]
Whenever He wishes, He hides again within the heart's home and creates lovely lilas. In dream and waking He remains forever beside me and sports within every limb. Ignorant people cannot understand this secret and repeatedly come to instruct me. Thinking me separated, they give knowledge and try to restore my composure. Yet the Beloved cannot endure separation from me for even a moment. Friend, you know the entire secret; we never remain apart.
[504]
(Raga Desa - Tala Kaharava)
That wanton and exceedingly cunning rogue stole everything of mine. Yasoda's son is a supremely clever thief, shameless deceiver and trickster. Giving me the sweet wine of His form, He intoxicated me into unconsciousness. Then the rascal plundered everything and acted as He pleased. What shall I do, and whom shall I tell? Nothing remains with me. The deceiver stole mind, understanding, direction and love, and gave me special servitude. Now I no longer remain within myself; every sense of selfhood has been plundered. I am wholly blended into Him, and every other relationship has broken.
[505]
(Raga Bhimapalasi - Tala Kaharava)
I know nothing of night or day, nor when evening or dawn comes. In waking and dream I forever see Syama, thief of my heart. I have forgotten my own name and abode and forgotten who I am. Making His eyes dance, stealing my life, He stands smiling silently. How sweet was that form, how wondrous and captivating that beauty! My eyes pine and continually stream as memory recreates His incomparable beauty. Piercing my core, He destroyed propriety and shattered every pride. Worldly shame and family convention vanished, along with all awareness of mine and another's. Ah, what a nectar-filled moon-face wanders upon the Kalindi's bank! Stealing everything and breaking every bond, He erased every shore of convention.
Original
Hindi
Continuation of [505]
मनसा मिल रहते मेरे सब अंग नित्य प्रियतमके अंग। नहीं छूटता कभी, सभी विधि रहता सदा श्यामका संग॥ रसमय हुई नित्य रस पाकर रसिक-रसार्णवका सब ओर। बही रस-सुधा-सरिता-धारा प्लावित कर सब, रहा न छोर॥ श्याम रहे या रही मैं - कहीं, कुछ भी नहीं रहा संधान। श्याम बने मैं, श्याम बनी मैं, एकमेक हो रहे महान॥
[506]
(Rāga Bhīmapalāsī - Tāla Kaharavā)
सखि! क्या हुआ? मुझे अब नहीं दिखायी देता तन तेरा। दीख रहा मुस्काता केवल मधुर श्यामसुन्दर मेरा॥ अनल-अनिल-आकाश-धरा-जल - सबमें मधुर कराता स्पर्श। मनुज-दनुज-सुर-पशु-पक्षीमें छिपा दिखा मुख देता हर्ष॥ स्वप्न-जगत्में भी रहता नित मधुर श्यामसुन्दर छाया। मोहन मुख दिखलाता, हरकर मिथ्या सभी मोह-माया॥ रहा नहीं कुछ भी, कोई भी, एक श्यामसुन्दरको छोड़। सबमें सभी ओर दिखता है मधुर मुस्कुराता रणछोड़॥
[507]
(Rāga Hijāza - Tīna Tāla)
सुनौ सखि! यह अनुभव की बात। घुली-मिली मैं रहूँ स्याम प्रियतम सौं सब दिन-रात॥ मन-मति-इंद्रिय धन्य होत नित, करत स्याम-संस्पर्श। जग के सब मिटि गए दुःख-सुख-द्वन्द्व, विषाद-प्रहर्ष॥ मैं हूँ अथवा हैं वे प्यारे, रह्यौ न तनिकहु ज्ञान। 'मैं'-'तू' की मिटि गई कलपना, रह्यौ न निज-पर-भान॥ करिबेवारी रही न अब मैं, न्यारी तिन तें नेक। कौन, कहा सुख दे अब काकौं, भए निरंतर एक॥
English translation
Continuation of [505]
Inwardly every limb of mine remains eternally united with the Beloved's limbs. Syama's company never breaks but remains forever in every way. Receiving rasa from the rasika ocean of rasa everywhere, I became eternally rasa-filled. A river of nectar-rasa flowed, flooding everything without shore. Whether Syama remained or I remained, no awareness of anything persisted. I became Syama, and Syama became me; the two became one magnificent whole.
[506]
(Raga Bhimapalasi - Tala Kaharava)
Friend, what has happened? I can no longer see your body. I see only my sweet Syamasundara smiling. In fire, air, sky, earth and water, He gives His sweet touch. Hidden within humans, demons, gods, animals and birds, He shows His face and gives delight. Even in the world of dream, sweet Syamasundara remains eternally spread. Mohana shows His face and removes every false delusion of maya. Nothing and no one remains apart from Syamasundara alone. Within everyone and everywhere, Ranchor appears smiling sweetly.
[507]
(Raga Hijaza - Tina Tala)
Listen, friend, this is a matter of experience. Day and night I remain blended and united with my Beloved Syama. Mind, understanding and senses become eternally blessed by touching Syama. All worldly dualities of sorrow and happiness, grief and delight have disappeared. Whether I remain or the Beloved remains, not the slightest knowledge persists. The conception of "I" and "You" has vanished, along with awareness of self and other. I no longer remain an agent, even slightly separate from Him. Who could give what happiness to whom, when the two have become eternally one?
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Braj Bhasha and Hindi
[508]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tīna Tāla)
नैन-मन जब तैं आइ बसे। तब तैं आठों जाम, दिवस-निसि, निमिषौ नाहिं खसे॥ सब के नैन प्रपंचहि निरखत, सब के मन संसार। इहाँ जगत आवन पावत नहिं, निरतत नंद-कुमार॥ ललित त्रिभंग पीत पट सोभित, गल गुंजन की माल। मुकुट मयूर-पिच्छ, कुंचित कच, मृगमद-तिलक सुभाल॥ कर मुरली, कटि किंकिनि राजत, पग नूपुर-झनकार। नील-स्याम-बदनारविंद पर काम कोटि सत बार॥ अधर मधुर मुसक्यान मनोहर, तिरछी चितवनि जाल। मुनि-मन-विहग अगम्य निरखि छवि आइ फँसत तत्काल॥ नित्य प्रकाशित स्याम-सूर्य, तहँ जग-तम जात डराय। दुस्साहस करि जाय कबहुँ जौ, बिनु मारें मरि जाय॥
[509]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tīna Tāla)
सखी री! यह अनुभव की बात। प्रतिपल दीखत नित नव सुंदर, नित नव मधुर लखात॥ छिन-छिन बढ़त रूप-गुन-माधुरि, छिन-छिन नूतन रंग। छिन-छिन नित नव आनँद-धारा, छिन-छिन नई उमंग॥ नित नव अलकनि की छवि निरखत अलि-कुल नित नव लाजै। नित नव सुकुमारता मनोहर अंग-अंग प्रति राजै॥ नित नव अंग-सुगंध मधुर अति मनहि मत्त करि डारत। नित नव दृष्टि सुधामय जन के ताप असेष निवारत॥ नित नव अरुनाई अधरन की, नित नूतन मुसक्यान। नित नूतन रस-सुधा-प्रवाहिनि मधु मुरली की तान॥
English translation
[508]
(Raga Pilu - Tina Tala)
Ever since He came to dwell within eyes and mind, He has not moved even for a blink through all eight watches, day and night. Everyone else's eyes behold the world-show and their minds contain the world. Here the world cannot enter; Nanda-kumara dances within. His graceful body bends threefold, yellow cloth shines, and a gunja garland adorns His neck. A crown of peacock feathers, curling hair and a musk tilaka grace His fine brow. The flute shines in His hand, bells at His waist and anklets ring upon His feet. Hundreds of millions of Cupids sacrifice themselves to His dark-blue lotus face. His lips bear a sweet, enchanting smile, and His sidelong glance is a net. The birds of sages' minds, unable to reach Him, see His beauty and are caught at once. The Syama-sun shines eternally, and worldly darkness flees in fear. If it ever dares approach, it dies without being struck.
[509]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tina Tala)
Friend, this is a matter of experience. At every moment He appears ever-new and beautiful, ever-new and sweet. His form, virtues and sweetness increase moment by moment, with ever-new color. Every moment brings a fresh stream of bliss and new enthusiasm. Seeing the ever-new beauty of His curls, swarms of bees feel ever-new shame. Ever-new and enchanting tenderness adorns every limb. The ever-new sweetness of His bodily fragrance intoxicates the mind. His ever-new nectar-filled glance removes every affliction. His lips possess ever-new redness and His smile eternal freshness. His honeyed flute-song forever carries a fresh stream of nectar-rasa.
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Hindi and Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [509]
नित नूतन तारुण्य, ललित लावण्य नित्य नव बिकसै। नित नव आभा बिबिध बरन की पिय के तनु तैं निकसै॥ कछुवै होत न बासी कबहूँ, नित नूतन रस बरसत। देखत-देखत जनम सिरान्यौ, तऊ नैन नित तरसत॥ वे ही आत्मा के प्रिय आत्मा, मम प्राननि के प्रान। मेरे परम प्रानवल्लभ वे, प्रानाराम सुजान॥ तेरे अनुभव की तू जाने, तेरी बुद्धि बिसाल। मैं तौ अपने मन नित निरखौं नित-नूतन नंदलाल॥ एक बेर तू नैकु निरखि लै वा जादू की झाँकी। फिरि तौ तू नहिं मानैगी बिनु देखे वा छबि बाँकी॥
[510]
(Rāga Vihāga - Tīna Tāla)
निरखि सखि! मोहनकी मुसक्यान। निरखत ही सुधि बिसरि जायगी, भूलि जायगौ मान॥ सुर-मुनि, मनुज-दनुज, पसु-पंछी, को अस जो जग जायौ। लखि के मृदु मुसक्यान ललन की, सुध-बुध नहिं बिसरायौ॥ जोगी, परम तपस्वी, ग्यानी, जिन निज-निज मन मार्यौ। तनिक निरखि मुसक्यान मधुर तिन बरबस जीवन हार्यौ॥ बिसर्यौ सहज बिराग, ब्रह्म-सुख, थकित बिलोचन ठाढ़े। तनु पुलकित, दृग प्रीति-सलिल, द्रुत हृदय, प्रेम-रस बाढ़े॥ तेरौ हियौ नेह-परिपूरन, तेरी कौन बिसात। कछु न बचेगौ, निरखेगी जब मोहन कौं मुसकात॥ जौ कहूँ कबहूँ लई सुनि तैंने वा मुरली की तान। तौ सब छूटि जायगी ममता, लोक-लाज कुल-कान॥ जौ लौं दृष्टि परे नहिं तेरी वा मधुरी मुसक्यान। तौ लौं बके-झके, हिय राखे भलें अधम अभिमान॥
English translation
Continuation of [509]
Ever-new youth and graceful beauty continually unfold. Ever-new radiance of countless colors emerges from the Beloved's body. Nothing ever grows stale; ever-new rasa forever rains. A lifetime ends while gazing, yet the eyes remain eternally thirsty. He alone is the self dear to the soul, the life of my lives. He is my supremely beloved life, the wise delight of my life. You know your experience, for your understanding is vast. Within my own mind I eternally behold ever-new Nandalala. Look just once upon a glimpse of that magic. Then you will never consent to live without seeing that charming beauty.
[510]
(Raga Vihaga - Tina Tala)
Friend, behold Mohana's smile! The instant you see it, awareness will vanish and pride be forgotten. Among gods, sages, humans, demons, animals and birds, who has ever been born who did not lose all awareness on seeing the young Lord's gentle smile? Yogis, supreme ascetics and sages who conquered their minds glimpsed that sweet smile and helplessly lost their lives. Natural detachment and the bliss of Brahman were forgotten; their exhausted eyes stood fixed. Their bodies thrilled, loving tears filled their eyes, hearts melted and love's rasa increased. Your heart is filled with affection, so what power have you to resist? Nothing will remain when you see Mohana smiling. If you ever hear even a little of that flute's melody, all possessiveness, worldly shame and family convention will fall away. Only while that sweet smile has not entered your sight may you continue babbling and preserve low pride within your heart.
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Braj Bhasha and Hindi
[511]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! हौं स्याम-रंग-रँगी। बिनु गथ बिकी स्याम कर चिर दिन, प्रेम-पराग पगी॥ रूप-छटा मोहन की मन-मंदिर मम आय खगी। तिरछी नजर मधुर बरछी-सी उर-बिच आन लगी॥ चोट गंभीर भयौ उर, तामें सुखमय जोत जगी। भयौ सुखद दुख, पीरा में मधु रस-धारा उमगी॥ भूली अग-जग की सुध सारी, ममता सब बिलगी। देखि विचित्र दसा तन-मन की, हौं रहि गई ठगी॥ काहू सौं न रही रति, मति-गति मोहन-बदन लगी। प्रेमानंद छकी संतत, माया की फौज भगी॥
[512]
(Rāga Āsāvarī - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! हौं प्रीतम-प्रीति पगी। गति-मति-रति सब स्याम, रहीं हौं उनमें सगी-बगी॥ कौन काम कैसें कब करिबौ, कहाँ कौन के संग। सब कछ करें-करावें बेई, रचें नित नये ढंग॥ पालन-परिचालन-चिंतन, सब भले-बुरे ब्यौहार। बेई करें, जहाँ जब जैसौ उनकौ होय बिचार॥ दोष, अभाव, भूल, भ्रम, त्रुटि कौ मोय न कछू मन भान। सोच-विचार करन कौं मोकूँ नहिं कछू ज्ञानाज्ञान॥ कठपुतरी उनके कर की हौं, निज मन मोहि नचावें। खेल खिलावें, जो कछ मेरे तिन पिय के मन भावे॥ मोय बनाय बावरी राखी, सुध-बुध रही न नेक। तन-मन-धन चेतन मेरे सब मुरलीवारे एक॥
English translation
[511]
(Raga Pilu - Tina Tala)
Friend, I am dyed through and through in Syama's color. Long ago I gave myself to Syama without a bargain, steeped in the pollen of love. Mohana's radiant beauty entered and settled in the temple of my mind. His sidelong glance came like a sweet spear and struck within my heart. The heart received a deep wound, and within it a blissful light arose. Pain became delightful, and a stream of honeyed rasa welled up within the wound. I forgot all awareness of the moving and unmoving world; every attachment fell away. Seeing the strange condition of body and mind, I remained utterly astonished. No attraction to anyone remained; thought and movement fastened upon Mohana's face. Forever intoxicated with the bliss of love, I watched maya's army flee.
[512]
(Raga Asavari - Tina Tala)
Friend, I am steeped in love for the Beloved. My course, understanding and affection are all Syama; I remain wholly immersed in Him. What task is to be done, how and when, and where or with whom? He alone does and causes everything, forever devising new ways. Sustaining, directing and contemplating, every conduct called good or bad, He performs it all wherever, whenever and however He wills. I retain no inward awareness of fault, lack, mistake, confusion or error. I possess neither knowledge nor ignorance with which to deliberate. I am a puppet in His hand; He makes me dance according to His own mind. He makes me play whatever games please the heart of my Beloved. He has made and kept me mad; not a trace of ordinary awareness remains. My body, mind, wealth and consciousness are all the flute-player alone.
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Hindi
[513]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tāla Kaharavā)
प्रियतम मेरे, मैं प्रियतमकी, रहती सदा उन्हींके पास। एकमेक रहते नित घुल-मिल, नित्य बना रहता सहवास॥ हैं हम दोनों सदा एकरस, एक दूसरेके आधार। सुख सुखके, जीवन जीवनके, मन मनके एकान्त उदार॥ मिलना और बिछुड़ना कैसा, कैसा हम दोनोंका भेद। कैसा सुख संयोग-जनित, फिर कैसा वह वियोगका खेद॥ एक तत्त्वका एक तत्त्वमें होता शुचि लीला-विस्तार। नित्य बने दो करते हैं हम अपनेमें ही नित्य विहार॥
[514]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaṛā - Tīna Tāla)
रूप अनूप सुधा-रस-सागर निरुपम प्रियतम नन्द-किशोर। अगणित ब्रह्मानन्द-विनिन्दक परमानन्द चरम चित-चोर॥ मन्द मधुर मुसकाते मुझको दीखे जब वे ललित त्रिभंग। धुले सभी मल, शान्त हुआ मन, तत्क्षण हुआ आवरण-भंग॥ टूटी हृदय-ग्रन्थि तत्क्षण ही, खुला कंचुकी-बन्ध तुरंत। निरावरण सब अंग हो गये, आया व्यवधानोंका अन्त॥ अनिमिष, स्पन्दनरहित लोचन-अलि करते रूप-जलज-मधु-पान। सेवा-सुख-निमग्न देहेन्द्रिय, सहज भूल सब जगका भान॥ चिदानन्द-रसमय प्रियतममें मिल मैं हुई सदेह विदेह। रहा नहीं संकल्प जगत्का, नष्ट हुए समूल संदेह॥
[515]
(Rāga Kalyāṇa - Tīna Tāla)
स्याम-सो साँचौ स्नेही कौन? को चित देइ सुने सब मन की, मन की राखे कौन? को मो दृगन सलिल-कन देखत ही ह्वै जाय अधीर। को निज कर सौं पौंछि अश्रु-जल, सुहृद बँधावे धीर॥
English translation
[513]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tala Kaharava)
The Beloved is mine and I am the Beloved's; I remain forever beside Him. We stay eternally blended into one another, dwelling always together. The two of us are forever one rasa, each the support of the other. We are the happiness of happiness, the life of life, the mind of mind, boundlessly intimate. What could meeting and parting mean, and what distinction could stand between us? What happiness could union produce, and what sorrow could separation bring? One reality unfolds its pure lila within that same one reality. Becoming two forever, we eternally sport within our own single being.
[514]
(Raga Kalingara - Tina Tala)
Nanda-kisora, my incomparable Beloved, is an ocean of nectar-rasa and peerless beauty, the supreme bliss that puts countless experiences of Brahman-bliss to shame, the ultimate thief of the heart. When I beheld His graceful threefold-bending form smiling gently and sweetly at me, every impurity was washed away, the mind grew still and its covering broke at once. The knot of the heart immediately snapped and the bodice's fastening instantly opened. Every limb became unveiled, and all obstruction came to an end. The bees of my unwinking, motionless eyes drank the honey of the lotus of His form. Body and senses sank into the happiness of service and naturally forgot the entire world. Blending into the Beloved made of conscious bliss and rasa, I became bodiless while still embodied. No conception of the world remained, and every doubt was destroyed at its root.
[515]
(Raga Kalyana - Tina Tala)
Who is as true a friend as Syama? Who gives His whole heart to hear everything within mine, and who protects every wish of my heart? Who grows restless the moment He sees a drop of water in my eyes? Who wipes away my tears with His own hand and, as a loving friend, restores my courage?
Original
Braj Bhasha and Hindi
Continuation of [515]
कोमल हाथ पीठ पर फेरे, धीरज दे पुचकारे। मम आसा-लतिका की जड़ में मधुर अमी-रस ढारै॥ मीठें-मीठें बोलि सिहावै, हिय सौं नित सुख साधे। कितनौ बड़ौ, भूलि सब बड़पन मेरौ मन आराधे॥ जाके पद-पराग-परसन-हित नित सुरपति ललचावे। मो-सी अधम गाँव की ग्वारिनि केहि लेखे महँ आवे॥ तदपि मोहि भूलत नहिं कबहूँ, खरौ अपनपौ जाने। मेरे सुख सौं सुखी होय, मो दुख में अति दुख माने॥ जाके चरन-कमल निर्मल मुनि-मानस में नहिं आवे। सो अति अगम प्रेम-परबस मोहि अपने हृदय बसावे॥
[516]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tāla Kaharavā)
शुद्ध सच्चिदानन्द, परम निज महिमामें स्थित, नित्य अकाम। मेरे सुख-हित वे करते स्वीकार समुचित अपने मन काम॥ सहज वासना-राग-रहित जो, ममता-रहित नित्य अविकार। करते मेरे लिये मुझे वे 'प्रिया' रूपमें अंगीकार॥ एक-एक गुणपर जिनके मोहित सब सुर-ऋषि-मुनि-संसार। प्रेम-रूप वे रहते नित्य विमोहित मुझपर बिना विकार॥ जिनके अंग-अंगपर नित्य निछावर कोटि-कोटि-शत काम। वे मेरा सौन्दर्य निरखते नित्य, न ले पाते विश्राम॥ जिनको कभी न पलभर लगती भूख-प्यास, जो रहते तृप्त। मेरे रस-प्रसाद कण-हित शुचि वे रहते हैं नित्य अतृप्त॥ रति-रसमय, रस-रूप, रसिक वे दिव्य प्रेम-रस-पारावार। प्रेम-सुधा-रस-पान-निरत नित दिव्य प्रेम-विग्रह साकार॥
English translation
Continuation of [515]
He strokes my back with a tender hand, comforts me and speaks affectionately. He pours sweet nectar at the root of the vine of my hope. With words sweeter than sweet He delights me and forever seeks my happiness from His heart. Though infinitely great, He forgets all greatness and adores my heart. The king of the gods forever longs to touch the pollen of His feet, yet why should He take account of a lowly village cowherd girl like me? Even so, He never forgets me and regards me as truly His own. He rejoices in my joy and feels profound sorrow in my pain. His lotus feet do not enter even the stainless minds of sages, yet that supremely inaccessible Lord, overcome by love, seats me within His own heart.
[516]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tala Kaharava)
Pure existence, consciousness and bliss, supremely established in His own glory and eternally without desire, He nevertheless accepts fitting desires within His mind for the sake of my happiness. Naturally free of craving and attachment, free of possessiveness and eternally changeless, for my sake He accepts me in the form of His beloved. Gods, seers, sages and the world are enchanted by each one of His qualities, yet He, love embodied, remains eternally and faultlessly enchanted by me. Countless hundreds of millions of Cupids forever sacrifice themselves before each of His limbs, yet He continually gazes upon my beauty and cannot take rest. He never feels hunger or thirst even for an instant and remains forever fulfilled, yet for a particle of the pure prasada of my rasa He is eternally unsatisfied. Made of the rasa of love, rasa embodied and the supreme rasika, He is an ocean of divine love-rasa. Forever drinking the nectar-rasa of love, He stands embodied as divine love itself.
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Hindi
[517]
(Rāga Vasanta - Tīna Tāla)
मैं तो सदा वस्तु हूँ उनकी, उनकी ही हूँ भोग्य महान। मेरी पीड़ा, मेरे सुखका इसीलिये उनको ही ज्ञान॥ मेरे तनका घाव तथा मेरे मनकी जो व्यथा अपार। उसके सारे दुःख-दर्दका वे ही वहन करते हैं भार॥ अगर किसी मेरे सद्गुणसे होता है उनको आह्लाद। तो वह सद्गुण भी है दिया उन्हींका अपना कृपा-प्रसाद॥ जीवन उनका, मति उनकी, मन उनका, तन उनका ही धन। वे ही इन्हें सुरक्षित रक्खें, तोड़ें-फोड़ें, मारें घन॥ जैसे, जब, जो कुछ करवावें और नचावें थनन-थनन। कटु बुलवावें, गीत गवावें, कहलावें अति मधुर वचन॥ सुग्गा नहीं जानता कुछ भी अर्थ, बोलता 'राधेश्याम'। जिसने उसे सिखाया है, उसका ही अर्थ जानना काम॥ स्वयं मधुर संगीत सिखाकर सुनते, करते यदि यश-गान। वह यशगान उन्हींका अपना, करे किस तरह शुक अभिमान॥ जीवनमें अपना मधु भर वे करें स्वयं उस मधुका पान। यों अपने सुखसे ही हों वे सुखी, व्यर्थ दें मुझको मान॥ पर जब मेरा नहीं कहीं भी कुछ भी रहा पृथक अस्तित्व। तब सुख-मान सभी हैं उनके, क्योंकि सभी उनका कर्तृत्व॥ मेरा यह 'सम्बन्ध' श्यामसे, श्याम बने मेरे आकार। तन-मन-वचन, भोग्य-भोक्ता सब, वे ही हैं आधेयाधार॥ यदि मेरा अपना कुछ भी हो, छिपा कहीं भी हो कुछ भाव। आग लगे उसमें इसी क्षण, हो जाये अत्यन्ताभाव॥
English translation
[517]
(Raga Vasanta - Tina Tala)
I am forever His possession, the great object of His enjoyment alone. Therefore He alone knows my pain and my happiness. The wounds of my body and the boundless anguish of my mind, He alone bears the weight of all their pain and sorrow. If some good quality of mine gives Him delight, that virtue too is His own gift, the prasada of His grace. My life is His, my understanding His, my mind His, and my body His wealth. Let Him alone protect them, break them, shatter them or strike them hard. However, whenever and whatever He makes me do, let Him make me dance resoundingly. Let Him make me speak harshly, sing songs or utter exceedingly sweet words. A parrot understands no meaning when it says, "Radhe-Syama." The one who taught it is the only one who needs to know the meaning. If He teaches sweet music Himself, then listens and receives praise, that praise is His own; how could the parrot take pride in it? Filling my life with His own honey, He Himself drinks that honey. Thus He is happy only through His own happiness and needlessly gives me honor. But when no separate existence of mine remains anywhere, all happiness and honor are His, because everything is His action. This is my relationship with Syama: Syama has become my very form. Body, mind and speech, enjoyed and enjoyer, container and contained, are all He alone. If anything of my own remains, if any private feeling lies hidden anywhere, may it catch fire this very instant and pass into utter nonexistence.
Original
Braj Bhasha
[518]
(Rāga Kalyāṇa - Tīna Tāla)
मेरे इक जीवन-धन घनस्याम। चोखे-बुरे, दयालु-निरदई, वे मम प्रानाराम॥ चाहे वे अति प्रीति करैं, नित राखें हिय लिपटाय। रास-बिलास करैं नित मो सँग अन्य सबै छिटकाय॥ मेरे सुख तैं सुखी रहें नित, पलक-पलक सुख देहिं। मो कारन सब अन्य सखिन महँ दारुन अपजस लेहिं॥ आठौं जाम रहें मेरे ढिंग, नित नूतन रस चाखें। नित नूतन रस मोहि चखावें, मधुरी बानी भाषें॥ अथवा वे अति बनें निरदई, मेरे दुख सुख मानें। मोय दिखाइ-दिखाइ अन्य जुबतिन कौं नित सनमानें॥ जो वे प्राननाथ सुख पावें मेरे दुख तें सजनी। तो मैं अति सुख मानि चहाँ वह बनौ रहे दिन-रजनी॥ प्राननाथ कौ जिय जेहि चाहै, सो जदि करे गुमान। मेरे हेतु करें नहिं कुटिला प्रियतम कौ सनमान॥ तौ मैं जाइ, चरन परि ताके, करि मनुहार मनावीं। दासी बनी रहूँ जीवनभर, कबौं न मान जनावाँ॥ जा बिधि तिन्हैं होय सुख, ताही बिधि मैं अति सुख पाऊँ। प्राननाथ कौं सुखी देखि पल-पल मैं मन हरषाऊँ॥ जो तिय निज-इंद्रिय सुख चाहै, इहि कारन प्रिय सेवे। गाज गिरै ताके सिर, जो इहि बिधि पिय तैं सुख लेवे॥ मैं तौ तिन कें सुख सुख पाऊँ, वे मम जीवन-प्रान। केहि बिधि होयें सुखी वे प्यारे, एक यही मम ध्यान॥
English translation
[518]
(Raga Kalyana - Tina Tala)
Ghansyama alone is the treasure of my life. Whether good or bad, compassionate or merciless, He is the delight of my life. He may love me deeply and forever hold me tightly against His heart. He may sport in the rasa dance with me alone, sending everyone else away. He may forever rejoice in my happiness and give me joy at every moment. For my sake He may bear terrible disgrace among all the other friends. He may stay beside me through all eight watches, tasting ever-new rasa, giving me ever-new rasa to taste and speaking sweet words. Or He may become utterly merciless, regarding my pain as pleasure, and honor other young women before my eyes again and again. Friend, if the Lord of my life finds happiness in my pain, I shall consider that supreme joy and pray that it remain day and night. If some woman cherished by the Lord of my life should grow proud and, because of me, fail to honor my Beloved, I shall go and fall at her feet, entreating and conciliating her. I shall remain her servant all my life and never reveal wounded pride. Whatever way gives Him happiness gives me the greatest happiness. Seeing the Lord of my life joyful, my heart will rejoice moment by moment. May lightning strike the woman who serves her beloved merely to obtain pleasure for her own senses, who takes happiness from him in that way. I find my happiness only in His happiness, for He is my life and breath. How may that Beloved be happy? This alone is my meditation.
Original
Hindi
[519]
(Tune of Lāvanī - Tāla Kaharavā)
मैं हूँ एकमात्र उनकी ही, वे ही एकमात्र मेरे। रहा न मेरे मन कोई, जो मुझको अपनी कह टेरे॥ इसी भाँति उठ गया सभीपरसे अब मेरा भी अधिकार। जबसे हुई समर्पित, जबसे की प्रियतमने अंगीकार॥ देह कहीं भी रहे, इसे दे कोई चाहे मनका प्यार। अथवा इसे सताये कोई, देता रहे सदा दुत्कार॥ कोई कैसे भी माने, बरते इसको इच्छा अनुसार। मुझसे मतलब नहीं, देहसे ही यह सारा है व्यवहार॥ मैं तो बन सकती न किसीकी ममताकी अब वस्तु कभी। 'मेरे'-'तेरे' के द्वन्द्वात्मक नष्ट हुए सम्पर्क सभी॥ वे मेरे, मैं उनकी अब, बस, रहा एक ही यह सम्बन्ध। कटे मोह-ममताके सारे छोटे-बड़े विविध-विध बन्ध॥
[520]
(Tune of Lāvanī - Tāla Kaharavā)
सखि! संयोग-वियोग श्यामका मेरे लिये सुखद सब काल। पल-पल वर्द्धनशील प्रेममें बाधाको न स्थान भर बाल॥ जब होता दर्शन है प्रियकी रूप-माधुरीका प्रत्यक्ष। जब मैं अपलक उन्हें निरखती हूँ मुसकाते मधुर समक्ष॥ जब उनका आलिंगन कर मैं पाती हूँ मन परमानन्द। तब माना जाता है वह शुचितम सुखमय संयोग अमन्द॥ जब मैं देख न पाती प्रियको लगता चले गये वे दूर। व्याकुल हो अधीर हो उठता चित्त दुःखसे हो भरपूर॥ यद्यपि विरहानलकी ज्वाला होती अति संतापिनि घोर। लपटें अमित निकलतीं उससे विविध भाँतिकी नित सब ओर॥ पर उन ज्वाला-लपटोंमें सुस्पर्श सुशीतल सुधा अपार। सदा निकलती रहती, करती शुचि शीतलताका विस्तार॥
English translation
[519]
(Tune of Lavani - Tala Kaharava)
I belong solely to Him, and He alone is mine. No one remains in my mind who may call me his or her own. In the same way, all my claim over everyone else has disappeared since I surrendered myself and the Beloved accepted me. The body may remain anywhere; someone may give it the love of his heart, or someone may torment it and continually reject it. However anyone regards or treats it according to his desire, that has nothing to do with me; the entire transaction concerns only the body. I can never again become an object of anyone's possessiveness. Every relationship founded on the duality of "mine" and "yours" has been destroyed. He is mine and I am His; this one relationship alone remains. All the small and great bonds of delusion and possessiveness have been cut.
[520]
(Tune of Lavani - Tala Kaharava)
Friend, both union with and separation from Syama are always delightful to me. In love that increases moment by moment, not even a hair's breadth remains for obstruction. When the sweetness of the Beloved's form becomes directly visible, when I behold Him before me, smiling sweetly, without blinking, and when embracing Him I receive supreme bliss within the mind, that is regarded as the purest, blissful and abundant union. When I cannot see the Beloved, it seems that He has gone far away. The mind becomes restless, impatient and filled with pain. Although the flame of separation's fire is terribly and fiercely tormenting, and countless tongues of many kinds forever leap from it in every direction, within those very flames an immeasurable, tenderly touching, cooling nectar continually emerges and spreads immaculate coolness.
Original
Hindi
Continuation of [520]
अगणित शारदीय शशधरका सुधा-सुवर्षी ज्योत्स्ना-जाल। कर सकता न कदापि सदृशता उस शीतलताकी तत्काल॥ हो जाती रति और तीव्रतम, बढ़ जाता स्मृति-सुख-सम्भार। मनोवृत्ति हो जाती प्रियमय; बढ़ जाता आनन्द अपार॥ बाह्य भोग-विरहित जीवनमें होता तुरत आन्तरिक योग। विप्रलम्भमें अतुलनीय हो जाता प्रकट दिव्य संयोग॥ अन्तर्ज्वाला बुझती, बहने लगती अमित अमृत-रस-धार। क्रन्दन हो उठता सुख-रस-सागर, न दीखता आर, न पार॥ सदा चाहती सखि! मेरा यह बढ़ता रहे दिव्य क्रन्दन। करते रहें सुशीतल अन्तर आ-आकर प्रिय नन्द-नन्दन॥ मैं उनमें, वे मुझमें रहते सदा बसे, वास्तविक अभिन्न। दो रूपोंमें लीला करते, पर न कभी होते विच्छिन्न॥ सखि! जो नहीं जानते पावन प्रेमदेवका रूप-महत्त्व। काम-कलुष-मन देख न पाते वे वियोगमें सुमिलन-तत्त्व॥ विषयासक्त देह-सुख-कातर कभी न पाते यह आनन्द। देह-वियोग उन्हें करता ही रहता नित्य दग्ध स्वच्छन्द॥
[521]
(Rāga Bhairava - Tāla Kaharavā)
तुम उनकी, वे नित्य तुम्हारे, रहते नित्य तुम्हारे साथ। तुम्हें नित्य रखते अपनेसे मिली, श्याम अपनी ही पाथ॥ 'उनसे तुम हो अलग' - करो मत ऐसा कभी भूल संदेह। घुला-मिला एकत्व सत्य है, भले पृथक दिखते दो देह॥ देश-कालका कोई भी हो सकता कभी नहीं व्यवधान। सभी देश-कालोंमें निश्चित नित्य संगका बना विधान॥ तुम स्वरूपतः और तत्त्वतः दोनों सचमुच नित्य अभिन्न। करते तत्सुख-सुखी परस्पर लीला मधुर, बने-से भिन्न॥ विरह-मिलन हैं प्रेममयी इस लीलासरिताके दो छोर। इनमें नित बहती वह दिव्य सुधा-रसकी धारा सब ओर॥
English translation
Continuation of [520]
Even the nectar-raining net of moonlight from countless autumn moons could never equal that coolness. Love grows still more intense, and the treasury of happiness born of remembrance increases. Every movement of mind becomes filled with the Beloved, and immeasurable bliss expands. In a life bereft of outward enjoyment, inward union immediately occurs. Within separation, incomparable divine union becomes manifest. The inner blaze is extinguished and an immeasurable stream of nectar-rasa begins to flow. Weeping itself becomes an ocean of bliss-rasa, without visible shore or limit. Friend, I always desire that this divine weeping of mine continue to increase and that the beloved son of Nanda return again and again to cool my heart. I dwell in Him and He in me; we remain eternally and truly nondifferent. We perform lila in two forms but are never severed. Friend, those who do not know the nature and greatness of the holy deity of love, their minds stained by lust, cannot see the reality of perfect union within separation. Those attached to objects and anxious for bodily pleasure can never receive this bliss. Bodily separation keeps burning them without relief.
[521]
(Raga Bhairava - Tala Kaharava)
You are His and He is eternally yours; He forever remains beside you. Syama always keeps you united with Himself, upon His own path. Never mistakenly doubt, "You are separate from Him." Blended oneness is the truth, although two bodies may appear distinct. Neither place nor time can ever create an obstruction. In every place and time, eternal companionship is assured. In form and in essential reality, you two are truly and eternally nondifferent. Appearing as though distinct, you each find happiness in the other's happiness and perform sweet lila. Separation and meeting are the two banks of this love-filled river of lila. Between them, the divine current of nectar-rasa eternally flows everywhere.
Original
Braj Bhasha and Hindi
[522]
(Rāga Māṇḍa - Tāla Kaharavā)
सखी! यह अतुल अनोखी बात। भीतर कोटि-कोटि रवि राजत, बाहर घोर अँधेरी रात॥ भीतर खुले द्वार रस-गृह के, बाहर लगे कठोर कपाट। बाहर निर्जनता-नीरवता, भीतर लगी रूप की हाट॥ असती परम सती प्रवेश कर भीतर, रही नित्य सत-संग। बिनु जल, स्नान किये नित रहती, भींगी प्रीतम के रस-रंग॥ परस-रहित तन परस-परायण, परसत स्याम सलोने गात। अग-जग-रहित दिव्य तहँ गोपन माधव मधुर-मधुर मुसुकात॥ पति तजि तप-मूरति, पर-पति-रत करत दाँत अस्त्रांत विहार। भोग-विराग-राग नित रंजित सहज विराग-विराग बहार॥ शिव-अज-शेष-व्यास-शुक-नारद-शारद सतत करत गुण-गान। नित निर्ग्रन्थ मुक्त मुनि-जन-मन अति सिहात लखि लीला-तान॥
[523]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tīna Tāla)
श्रवणनि भरि निज गिरा मनोहर, मधु मुरली की तान। सुनन न दे कछू और शब्द, नित बहिरे कीन्हे कान॥ लिपट्यौ रहे सदा तन सौं मम, रह्यौ न कछु विधान। अन्य परस की स्मृति न रही कछु, भयौ चित्त इकतान॥ अँखियन की पुतरिन में मेरे निसि-दिन रह्यौ समाय। देखन दै न और कछु कबहूँ, एके रूप रमाय॥ रसना बनी नित्य नव रसिका चाखत चारु प्रसाद। मिटे सकल परलोक-लोक के खारे-मीठे स्वाद॥ अंग-सुगंध नासिका राची, मिटी सकल मधुबास। भई प्रमत्त, गई अग-जग की सकल सुबास-कुबास॥ मन में भरि दीन्ही मोहन निज मुनि-मोहनि मुसकान। चित्त करयौ चिंतन-रत चिन्मय चारु चरण छविमान॥
English translation
[522]
(Raga Manda - Tala Kaharava)
Friend, this is an incomparable wonder. Millions upon millions of suns shine within, while outside lies a profoundly dark night. Within, the doors of rasa's chamber stand open; outside, hard shutters are fastened. Outside are loneliness and silence; within, a marketplace of beauty flourishes. One called unchaste enters within as supremely chaste and remains forever in holy company. Without water or bathing, she remains forever soaked in the Beloved's color of rasa. Though her body is untouched, it is wholly devoted to touch and touches lovely Syama's limbs. There, hidden beyond the moving and unmoving world, divine Madhava smiles sweetly. Abandoning the husband who is an image of austerity, she delights in the other Husband beyond all bounds. Renunciation of enjoyment is colored by love, and natural detachment blossoms beyond detachment. Siva, Brahma, Sesa, Vyasa, Suka, Narada and Sarasvati forever sing its virtues. Seeing the melody of this lila, the minds of unbound, liberated sages eternally yearn for it.
[523]
(Raga Pilu - Tina Tala)
Filling my ears with His enchanting voice and the melody of His honeyed flute, He lets me hear no other sound and has made my ears forever deaf to all else. He remains always pressed against my body, leaving no separation. No memory of any other touch remains, and consciousness has become one-pointed. Day and night He dwells within the pupils of my eyes. He never lets me see anything else and enchants me with His form alone. The tongue has become an ever-new rasika, tasting His beautiful prasada. Every salty and sweet flavor of this world and the next has disappeared. The nose is absorbed in the fragrance of His limbs, and every other sweet scent has vanished. It has become intoxicated, and all the world's fragrances and foul odors have gone. Mohana has filled my mind with His smile, which enchants the sages. He has made consciousness absorbed in contemplation of His beautiful, luminous feet.
Original
Hindi
Continuation of [523]
दई डुबाय बुद्धि रस-सागर, उछरन की नहिं बात। आय मिल्यौ चेतन में मोहन, भयौ एक संघात॥
[524]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tāla Kaharavā)
मिले रहते मुझसे दिन रात। कराते-करते मनकी बात॥ न करने देते कुछ भी और। लगे रहते पीछे सब ठौर॥ स्वप्नमें भी न छोड़ते साथ। वहाँ भी पकड़े रहते हाथ॥ तुड़ाकर जगके सब सम्बन्ध। बाँधकर निज ममताके बन्ध॥ दान कर अपना रसमय प्यार। नचाते निज इच्छा-अनुसार॥ प्राप्तकर मैं अपूर्व आनन्द। अतीन्द्रिय निर्मलतम स्वच्छन्द॥ न कुछ भी भाता मुझको अन्य। अनुग मैं रहती नित्य अनन्य॥ स्वयं भी रहते नहीं स्वतन्त्र। बने नित मेरे ही परतन्त्र॥ दुःख-सुख रहे न पृथक नितान्त। हो गया भेद-भाव सब शान्त॥ इसीसे मेरे सुखके हेतु। उड़ाते दिव्य प्रेमका केतु॥ स्वयं बन मेरे मनकी मूर्ति। प्रकट कर मधुर नित्य नव स्फूर्ति॥ विलक्षण देते नित रस-दान। स्वयं भी करते शुचि रस-पान॥ अनोखी उनकी लीला सर्व। दूर कर सारे मिथ्या गर्व॥ खींचती नित अपनी ही ओर। सदा रखती आनन्द-विभोर॥ एक ही बने नित्य दो रूप। कर रहे लीला मधुर अनूप॥
[525]
(Rāga Bhīmapalāsī - Tāla Kaharavā)
हृदय-भवनमें बसे निरन्तर करते खेल मधुर अविराम। देते नित्य महासुख मुझको दिखा रूप-सौन्दर्य ललाम॥ आ सकता न कल्पनासे भी उसमें कोई भी कुछ और। क्यों कि सदा छाये रहते प्रियतम मेरे माधव सब ठौर॥ जो चाहे सो करते और कराते वे प्यारे स्वच्छन्द। नित्य बढ़ाते रहते नव-नव शुचि चिन्मय रसमय आनन्द॥
English translation
Continuation of [523]
He submerged the understanding in the ocean of rasa, with no possibility of surfacing. Mohana entered and united with consciousness, and the two became one mass.
[524]
(Raga Pilu - Tala Kaharava)
Day and night He remains united with me, doing everything my heart desires. He lets me do nothing else and follows me everywhere. Even in dreams He does not leave my side; there too He keeps hold of my hand. Breaking every worldly relationship, He binds me with the bonds of His possessive love. Giving His rasa-filled love, He makes me dance according to His will. I receive unprecedented bliss, transcendent, utterly pure and free. Nothing else pleases me; I remain His eternally exclusive follower. He too does not remain independent but is forever dependent upon me alone. Sorrow and happiness are no longer separate, and every sense of distinction has grown still. Therefore, for the sake of my happiness, He raises the banner of divine love. Becoming the very image within my mind, He manifests ever-new sweet vitality. He forever bestows extraordinary rasa and Himself drinks that pure rasa. All His lila is wondrous, removing every false pride. It continually draws me toward Him alone and keeps me forever overwhelmed with bliss. The One eternally assumes two forms and performs incomparable, sweet lila.
[525]
(Raga Bhimapalasi - Tala Kaharava)
Dwelling continually in the mansion of my heart, He performs uninterrupted sweet play. Showing me the exquisite beauty of His form, He forever grants me supreme happiness. Nothing else can enter there even in imagination, because my Beloved Madhava always pervades every place. That free Beloved does and causes whatever He wishes, forever increasing ever-new, pure, conscious, rasa-filled bliss.
Original
Braj Bhasha and Hindi
Continuation of [525]
नहीं लोक-परलोक रह गये, रहा न कोई प्राणि-पदार्थ। भोग-त्याग कुछ रहा न मेरे, रहे एक प्रियतम परमार्थ॥ मिटा जगत्, मिट गये जगत्के सारे द्वन्द्व दुःख-सुखरूप। छलक रहा आनन्द-रसार्णव श्याम ऊर्मिमय मधुर अनूप॥
[526]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tīna Tāla)
सखी री! तू क्यों भई उदास। जो गिरिराज-धरन नहिं पूजी मेरे मन की आस॥ वे अति रस-रति-चतुर, रसिक-उर-शेखर, परम सुजान। हौं रस-अज्ञ, गँवार ग्वालिनी, छायौ हिय अज्ञान॥ वे सब गुण-सागर, नव नागर, उन कौ रूप अपार। हौं गुण-गरिमा-हीन, कृपण, ग्रामीण, कुरूपाधार॥ या बिधि हौं अजोग सब ही बिधि, सब बिधि हीन-मलीन। तदपि सदा तिन के ही मृदु पद-पंकज की रज दीन॥
[527]
(Rāga Gaurī - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! जो रूठे स्याम सुजान। कहा बस मेरौ, सुखी रहें वे मो प्राननि के प्रान॥ रूप-सुधा-रस मधुर पान-हित नित्य नयन-मन तरसत। आकुल प्रान रहन नहिं चाहत, छिन-छिन मरनहि करषत॥ जो सरीर पाँवर प्रीतम ने दीन्ही या बिधि त्याग। सो अब निश्चै ही छूटैगौ महामंद, हतभाग॥ एक बात सखि! मेरी रखियो, पूरी करियो साध। स्याम तमाल-तरोवर दीजौ बाहु-लता सौं बाँध॥ नित्य सँभारत रहियो, जासौं खान न पावें काग। कबौं आइ प्रिय के देखत पुनि प्रान उठेंगे जाग॥
English translation
Continuation of [525]
Neither this world nor the next remains, nor any creature or object. Neither enjoyment nor renunciation remains for me; the Beloved alone remains as supreme reality. The world has disappeared, along with all its dualities in the form of sorrow and happiness. The ocean of bliss-rasa overflows, filled with the incomparable sweet waves of Syama.
[526]
(Raga Pilu - Tina Tala)
Friend, why have you become sad because the lifter of Govardhana did not fulfill my heart's hope? He is supremely skilled in rasa and love, the crown of rasika hearts and perfectly wise. I am ignorant of rasa, a rustic cowherd girl whose heart is covered by ignorance. He is an ocean of every virtue, an ever-fresh lover, and His beauty is boundless. I am devoid of noble qualities and greatness, poor, rustic and a dwelling place of ugliness. Thus I am unfit in every way, deficient and impure in every respect. Even so, I remain forever a humble particle of dust from His tender lotus feet.
[527]
(Raga Gauri - Tina Tala)
Friend, if wise Syama has become displeased, what power have I? May the life of my lives remain happy. My eyes and mind forever yearn to drink the sweet nectar-rasa of His form. My restless life refuses to remain and is drawn toward death moment by moment. The wretched body that the Beloved abandoned in this way will surely fall away now, most dull and unfortunate. Friend, grant me one request and fulfill this longing: bind this body to the dark tamala tree with the vines of its arms. Keep watch over it forever so the crows cannot eat it. If the Beloved should someday come and see it, perhaps life will awaken again.
Original
Braj Bhasha
[528]
(Rāga Pīlū - Tīna Tāla)
अरी सखि! मेरे तन, मन, प्रान - धन, जन, कुल, गृह - सब ही वे हैं, शील-मान-अभिमान॥ आँसू-सलिल छाँड़ि नहिं कछु धन है राधा के पास। जा के विनिमय मिले प्रेम-धन नीलकांत-मनि खास॥ जानि लेहु सजनी! निश्चै यह, परम सार कौ सार। स्याम-प्रेम कौ मोल अमोलक शुचि अँसुवन की धार॥
[529]
(Rāga Vihāga - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! जनि करौ अयानी बात। प्राननाथ की निंदा करि जनि करो हिए आघात॥ मेरे जीवन के जीवन वे सुखी रहें दिन-रात। मोय सुनावौ तुम तिन के गुण मधुर, कलित कुशलात॥ दूर रहें या पास, न मो तैं वे पलहू बिलगात। अंतर मेरे बसे निरंतर रहत, न इत-उत जात॥ ताप जु रहे नैकु मो अंतर, जरैं सुकोमल गात। तातैं रहैं मोद-शीतलता, सुख नहिं हिएँ समात॥ मोय दुखी जो देखें छिनहू, रहें सतत बिललात। तिन कें सुख सखि! मेरे हिय नित सुख-सागर लहरात॥
[530]
(Rāga Bhairavī - Tāla Kaharavā)
सुनु प्यारी मम बैन, सुने जु पिय-मुख तैं सरस। आजु भोर सुख-दैन जमुना-तट सब सखिन ने॥ बोले अति सुख मानि - 'राधा-सी नहिं कतहूँ कोउ। रूप-शील-गुण-खानि, परम प्रेमिका विश्व महँ'॥ खिले तुरंत अमान सुनि सखियन के मुख-कमल। निज सखि के गुण-गान प्रियतम के मुख-कमल तैं॥
English translation
[528]
(Raga Pilu - Tina Tala)
Friend, my body, mind and life, wealth, people, family and home, character, honor and pride, are all He alone. Apart from the water of her tears, Radha possesses no wealth to exchange for the treasure of love, that rare sapphire jewel. Know this for certain, friend; it is the supreme essence of every essence: the priceless price of love for Syama is a stream of pure tears.
[529]
(Raga Vihaga - Tina Tala)
Friend, do not speak foolishly. Do not wound my heart by criticizing the Lord of my life. May He, the life of my life, remain happy day and night. Tell me instead His sweet virtues and beautiful well-being. Whether far or near, He is not separated from me for even a moment. He dwells continually within me and never goes here or there. If even a little heat should remain within me, it would burn His tender limbs. Therefore only joyful coolness remains, and happiness cannot be contained within my heart. If He sees me unhappy even for a moment, He continually laments. Friend, in His happiness an ocean of joy forever surges within my heart.
[530]
(Raga Bhairavi - Tala Kaharava)
Beloved friend, listen to the delightful words we friends heard from the Beloved's own mouth on the joy-giving bank of the Yamuna at dawn today. With immense happiness He said, "Nowhere is there anyone like Radha, the treasury of beauty, character and virtue, the supreme lover in all the world." At once the humble lotus faces of the friends blossomed on hearing their own friend's virtues sung from the lotus mouth of the Beloved.
Original
Hindi and Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [530]
धन्य-धन्य, अति धन्य, प्यारे प्रियतम के वचन। सखी राधिका धन्य, जिनहि प्रशंसत आपु पिय॥
[531]
(Rāga Kāliṅgaṛā - Tāla Kaharavā)
याद आ रही थी मुझको वह मधुर-मनोहर मृदु मुसकान। भूला नहीं जा रहा था मुझसे वह मुरलीका मधु-गान॥ तना जा रहा था मन बेहद, मिटा जा रहा था तन-भान। उड़ा जा रहा था जीवन शुचि विहग श्याम प्रति गति निर्माण॥ इतनेमें मद-मादनि मुरलीकी दी मधुर सुनायी तान। औचक चौंक उठी, दौड़ी उस ध्वनिको लक्ष्य बना, तज मान॥ दीख पड़े तुम खड़े चलाते विकट भ्रुकुटिके सायक तान। मत्ता हुई चली भुज भरने, भरा प्राण उल्लास महान॥ पहुँच न पायी निकट, हुए तुम सहसा प्रियतम! अन्तर्धान। जल-वियोगिनी मछलीकी ज्यों तड़प उठी, मुख-मण्डल म्लान॥ चल न सकी, विषण्ण-वदना मैं बैठ गयी बन दुखकी खान। बाँध लिया आ भुज-पाशोंमें मुझे किसीने दे सुख-दान॥ स्पर्श-जनित सुख मिला अपरिमित, खुले नेत्र, प्रिय मिले सुजान। दीखा मुझे अंकभर प्रियतम करने लगे मधुर रस-पान॥ मिला हृदयसे हृदय, हुए सब अंग मत्त, रस-सुधा-निधान। बढ़ी अमित रस-सुधा-तरंगिणि, बहा समस्त ज्ञान-विज्ञान॥ भूला विश्व, हुआ सब विस्मृत, रही एक मधुरिमा अमान। मैं हूँ या तुम हो, इसका मुझको न रहा किंचित् भी ध्यान॥
[532]
(Rāga Āsāvarī - Tīna Tāla)
सखी री! हौं अवगुण की खान। तन गोरी, मन कारी, भारी पातक-पूरन प्रान॥ नहीं त्याग रंचकहू मन में, भरयौ अमित अभिमान। नहीं प्रेम कौ लेस, रहत नित निज सुख कौ ही ध्यान॥
English translation
Continuation of [530]
Blessed, blessed, supremely blessed are the words of the dear Beloved. Blessed is friend Radhika, whom the Beloved Himself praises.
[531]
(Raga Kalingara - Tala Kaharava)
That sweet, enchanting, gentle smile was returning to my memory. I could not forget the honeyed song of the flute. The mind was stretched beyond limit and awareness of the body was disappearing. Life, a pure bird, was flying away, forming its course toward Syama. Just then the intoxicating flute sounded its sweet melody. Suddenly startled, I abandoned pride and ran toward the sound. I saw You standing there, drawing the terrible arrows of Your curved brows. Intoxicated, I advanced to fill my arms with You, and immense delight filled my life. Before I could draw near, Beloved, You suddenly vanished. Like a fish parted from water I writhed, and my face grew pale. Unable to walk, despondent, I sat down in the forest as a mine of sorrow. Someone came, bound me in the snare of His arms and bestowed happiness. Immeasurable joy arose from His touch; my eyes opened, and I found the wise Beloved. I saw Him filling my lap and beginning to drink sweet rasa. Heart met heart, every limb became intoxicated, and nectar-rasa overflowed. An immeasurable river of nectar-rasa swelled and swept away all knowledge and discrimination. The world was forgotten and everything vanished; only boundless sweetness remained. I retained not the slightest awareness whether I existed or You did.
[532]
(Raga Asavari - Tina Tala)
Friend, I am a mine of faults. My body is fair but my mind is dark, and my life is filled with terrible sin. There is not the slightest renunciation in my mind; it is filled with immeasurable pride. Not a trace of love is present, for I remain forever concerned only with my own happiness.
Original
Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [532]
जग के दुःख अभाव सतावें, हो मन पीरा-भान। तब तेहि दुख दूग स्त्रवै अश्रु-जल, नहिं कछु प्रेम निदान॥ तिन दुख-अँसुवन कौं दिखरावौं हौं शुचि प्रेम महान। करौं कपट, हिय-भाव दुरावौं, रचौं स्वाँग सज्ञान॥ भोरे मम प्रियतम विमुग्ध ह्वै करें विमल गुण-गान। अतिशै प्रेम सराहैं, मो कूँ परम प्रेमिका मान॥ तुमहू सब मिलि करौ प्रशंसा, तब हौं भरौं गुमान। करौं अनेक छद्म तेहि छिन हौं, रचौं प्रपंच-वितान॥ स्याम सरल-चित ठगौं दिवस-निशि, हौं करि विविध विधान। धिक जीवन मेरौ यह कलुषित, धिक यह मिथ्या मान॥
[533]
(Rāga Āsāvarī - Tīna Tāla)
सखी! तुम इतनौ करियो काम। मेरे मृत सरीरकी या विधि करियो गति ललाम॥ प्रानाधिका सखी तुम सगरी मंत्र दीजियो कान। 'कृष्ण' नाम अति मधुर सुनइयो, जब निकसें ये प्रान॥ मरनोत्तर भी कृष्ण-नाम की अमित मधुर धुनि करियो। लिखियो 'कृष्ण' नाम सब अंगनि, मन महँ धीरज धरियो॥ मत जमुना-जल देह डारियो, मती जरैयो आग। ब्रज-रज में लुढ़कावत ही लै जड़ियो देय सुभाग॥ दोनों बाहु बाँध रखियो तुम शुचि तमाल की डाल। कृष्ण-बरन अति रुचिर परस करि तनु नित होय निहाल॥ प्रतिदिन सब मिलि आय देखियो पावन ऊषा-काल। क्रीड़ा-भूमि स्याम की रज लै तिलक दीजियो भाल॥ जुगल-श्रवण मधु नाम सुनइयो 'कृष्ण-कृष्ण' अभिराम। कृष्ण-कृष्ण कौ कीर्तन करियो चहूँ दिशि नित्य ललाम॥ भुज-ललाट-मुख-उर पै लिखियो प्रियतम कौ प्रिय नाम। तुलसी-माल गले पहिरैयो हरिप्रिया सुख-धाम॥
English translation
Continuation of [532]
Worldly sorrow and deprivation torment me, and the mind becomes aware of pain. Then twice as many tears stream from that sorrow, but they arise from no love at all. I display those tears of suffering as though they were great and pure love. I practice deceit, conceal the heart's true feeling and knowingly stage a performance. My innocent Beloved becomes enchanted and sings my stainless virtues. He praises my supposed excess of love and regards me as the supreme lover. All of you join in praising me, and then I swell with pride. At that very moment I devise countless disguises and spread a whole web of deception. Day and night I cheat simple-hearted Syama through many contrivances. Shame upon this polluted life of mine, and shame upon this false honor.
[533]
(Raga Asavari - Tina Tala)
Friends, perform this one service: grant my dead body a beautiful destiny in the following way. Friends dearer than life, whisper the mantra into my ears. Let me hear the exceedingly sweet name "Krishna" as this life departs. Even after death, sound the immeasurably sweet melody of Krishna's name. Steady your minds and write "Krishna" upon every limb. Do not cast the body into the Yamuna, and do not burn it in fire. Roll it through the dust of Vraja and carry it there to be fastened, blessed by that dust. Bind its two arms around the branch of a pure tamala tree. Touching that lovely Krishna-colored tree, may the body remain forever blessed. Every day, all of you come together to see it at the holy hour of dawn. Take dust from Syama's playground and place it as tilaka upon the forehead. Into both ears sound the honeyed, delightful name "Krishna, Krishna." Forever perform beautiful kirtana of Krishna's name in all four directions. Write the Beloved's dear name upon the arms, forehead, face and breast. Place a tulasi garland around the neck of Hari's beloved, the abode of joy.
Original
Braj Bhasha
Continuation of [533]
कबौं जो प्रियतम कछू कारन तैं पुनि वृन्दावन आवें। दरस-परस-संजीवनि पावत देह प्रान पुनि छावें॥ या विधि मैं पुनि जीवन-धन कौं सकृत देखि जो पाऊँ। चरन पकरि राखौं नित सन्निधि करि अति विनय मनाऊँ॥
English translation
Continuation of [533]
If for some reason the Beloved should ever return to Vrindavana, His life-restoring sight and touch may cause life to enter the body again. If in this way I could behold the treasure of my life once more, I would grasp His feet, keep Him forever near and implore Him with utmost humility.