3936 (08/01/1987) D (Krsna)


MAN VRINDÁVANE RAYECHO
RUNU JHUNU JHUNU JHUNU JHUNU JHUNU
MADHURATÁ MÁKHÁ KRŚŃA MOR

NÁCE GÁNE BHARE REKHECHO
SURE TÁLE LAYE KARE VIBHOR
MADHURATÁ MÁKHÁ KRIŚŃA MOR

KATA DÚRE ÁCHO TÁHÁO JÁNINÁ
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
KATA DÚRE ÁCHO TÁHÁO JÁNINÁ
KATA KÁCHE TÁO MÁPITE PÁRI NÁ
PRIYA TUMI MOR SÁDHYA SÁDHANÁ
ÁMI TAVA CARAŃER CAKORA
MADHURATÁ MÁKHÁ KRŚŃA MOR

MAN NIKUINJE TAVA VEŃU BÁJE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ
MAN NIKUINJE TAVA VEŃU BÁJE
SHAYANE SVAPANE JÁGARAŃA MÁJHE
TAMÁLE NIIPE KII MOHAN SÁJE
BENDHECHO MORE DIYE PRIITI D́OR
MADHURATÁ MÁKHÁ KRŚŃA MOR







O my Lord Krsna You live in the Vrinda’van of my heart with sweetness smeared
tinkling. You have kept my mind filled with dance, song, engrossing with melody, rhythm
and tunes. I do not know how far are You, how close are You that too I cannot measure. O
the Dear, You are my goal and the means, I am at Your feet like a cakor bird looking
forward for the grace. In my mental arbor, Your flute plays in dream, sleep or awaken
state. With charming decoration of tama’la and niip flowers and plants, You have tied me
with the rope of love.