Original · Devanagari
नमो श्रीअग्रस्वामि पदकंजु। प्रिय वानी रसिकन मन मोदक बोधक बिपुल रास रस मंजु॥ रसिकवर्यं रसिकन मत मंडन खंडन असद विषय भ्रम पुंज। नमो श्री जैति जैति प्रमोद बन पिय प्यारी संग रहसि निकुंज॥ नमो श्री जैति जानकीवल्लभ नाम रसिक रसनावलि गुंज। प्रीति रीति परतीति लली पद युगलप्रिया हिय तपसि बिभुंज॥
Fresh English translation
I bow to the lotus feet of Shri Agrasvami. His beloved speech delights and awakens rasikas and is lovely with the abundant savour of the rasa dance. Foremost among rasikas, he establishes their teaching and dispels the heap of false sense-delusion. Victory to him in Pramoda Grove, secretly dwelling in the bower with the Beloved Pair; victory to the name of Janaki's Beloved, humming along the garland of rasikas' tongues. Yugalapriya keeps faith in the loving way and inwardly meditates upon the feet of that companion.