4332 (10/04/1988) (Krsna)


VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO
MANER MÁLÁY MOR CHILO JE PRIITIR D́ORE
KONO PRÁŃE SE T́ÁNE CHINŔIBO

VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO
SVAPANE JANAME JANAME JE SÁJI SÁJÁYECHI
MANOBHUME SARAGAME JE SUR SÁDHIÁCHI
KŚAŃEK NÁHI THEME, JE VIITHI RACIÁCHI
BHULE THEKE TÁKE KI HÁRÁBO

VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO
AYANE AYANE CALI, SE PRIITI NÁHI BHULI
AINJITA COKHE TULI AINJANE MÁKHÁ TULI
SAMVITE ÁRTITE EKÁNTE ENKE CALI
SE BHÁVER BHÁVANÁ ANÚPO
VRAJA KISHOR TOMÁRE KI KARE BHULIBO







O The lad of Vraja, how can I forget You? The twine of love in my mental garland, with
what heart I pull to break? During births after births, in dream the welcome decoration
that I have made, in mental arena the tune that I have rehearsed with octave, does not
stop even for a moment, on the path that I create, can I ever forget that even by mistake?
Even moving eons after eons, that love I do not forget, I raise the decorated eyes, lift
my head for smearing decoration, With earnestness and consciousness, I go on marking in
seclusion. The ideation of that thought is unparallel.