O Lord
thinking of You
my mind loses all its bondages.

Come quickly
O one who scatters sweetness!
Come back to the banks of the overflowing Yamuna river!

Come back to the grove of Niipa flowers!
Come back to the root of the Tama’l tree!

Forget the land of Vraja and Gokul.
The earth is calling.

I don't know how many ages have passed.
I have shown earnestness in hundreds of ways.
My entire ego is now gone.
You play Your flute
and spread Your sweet, pearlscattering smile.

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When I think of You
my mind goes beyond all bondages.
O sweet One, come quickly
to the banks of the overflowing Jamuna river.

The earth is calling
come back, come back
to the forgotten land of the devotees of Vraja
to the grove of Niipa flowers
to the root of the Tamal tree.

I don't know how many ages have passed.
I have appealed in thousands of ways.
All disappointments have passed.
O Krsna, the brightest jewel of the crown
You play Your flute and spread Your sweet smile.