4126 (04/08/1987) (Krsna)


BÁNSHII BÁJIYE GELE SHYÁM
MANE MANE SAḾGOPANE

EKÁ EKÁ THÁKÁ HOLO DÁY
BÁNSHII SADÁ SHUNIYE KÁŃE
MANE MANE SAḾGOPANE

JÁNI NÁ KOTHÁ THEKE ESE
SE BÁNSHII MARAME PASHE
BHÚLIYE SAB ABHIMÁNE
NIKUNJA VANE JÁNE
MANE MANE SAḾGOPANE

AJÁNÁ PATHIK HE PRIYA
DÚRE THEKEO PRAŃATI NIO
ÁNKHI NIIRE REKHE ÁMÁRE
LIILÁ RACO, KENO KE JÁNE
CINMAYA E VRNDÁVANE
MANE MANE SAḾGOPANE

BÁNSHII BÁJIYE GELE SHYÁM
MANE MANE SAḾGOPANE







The Lord, Krsna, Shyam, played flute in my mind, secretly. It is hard to stay alone
and ever I listen to His flute in the ears. I do not know coming from which source, the
tune of the flute has entered the core of the heart, making me lose all the ego, that the
arbor in the garden knows. O the Dear Unknown Traveler, accept my salutations even staying
at distance. Keeping me with tearful eyes, You create divine game, liila’. O The
embodiment of Consciousness, in this Vrndavan.