VRAJA KULA NANDAN VRNDÁVANA GHAN
VRAJA KULA NANDAN VRNDÁVANA GHAN
VRAJA KULA NANDAN VRNDÁVANA GHAN
PATH BHULE ESO PUNAH GOKULE
SAMVITE ÁNO VÁN MARMETE TOLO TÁN
SAMVITE ÁNO VÁN MARMETE TOLO TÁN
SAMVITE ÁNO VÁN MARMETE TOLO TÁN
BASO BHAKTA MANER DEULE
PATH BHULE ESO PUNAH GOKULE
JE VEŃU THÁMIÁ CHILO BAHU DÚRE ATIITE
JE VEŃU THÁMIÁ CHILO BAHU DÚRE ATIITE
JE VEŃU THÁMIÁ CHILO BAHU DÚRE ATIITE
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JE VEŃU THÁMIÁ CHILO BAHU DÚRE ATIITE
JE DHENU KÁNDITE CHILO, GOŚT́HERI NIBHRITE
SE KÁNU BHULIÁ CHILO GOPIKÁR NAVANIITE
TÁDER JÁGÁO BHÁSÁYE YAMUNÁ DÚKULE
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NIIP TAMÁLER KATHÁ ÁR KEHO KAHICHE NÁ
NIIP TAMÁLER KATHÁ ÁR KEHO KAHICHE NÁ
NIIP TAMÁLER KATHÁ ÁR KEHO KAHICHE NÁ
VRAJ BÁLAKER VYATHÁ ÁR KEHO BUJHICHE NÁ
GOPIR MARMA KEU SPARSH KARICHE NÁ
TUMI BINÁ SAB THEKE KICHU NÁI BHUTALE
PATH BHULE ESO PUNAH GOKULE
VRAJA KULA NANDAN VRNDÁVANA GHAN
PATH BHULE ESO PUNAH GOKULE
O the intense charmer of Vrajakula and Vrnda’van, come again to Gokula. Bring the flood
of awareness and and raise the tunes in the core, and stay within the temples of divotees.
The flute that paused in distant past, the cows that were crying in isolated groups, the
Young Krsna Who had forgotten the butter of the cowmaids, awaken them up floating on
the banks of river Yamuna’. No one talks about the history of niip and tama’l trees.
No one understands the pains of the children of Vraja. No one touches the core of heart of
the cowmaids, without You, all remaing but non existent on the earth.