1316 (02/03/1984) D (Krsna)


KÁR TARE TUMI BASE BASE KÁNDO
KÁR KATHÁ BHÁVO DIVÁNISHI
KE SE CITCOR CHINIÁ NIYECHE
TAVA ÁNANER PLUTA HÁSI
KÁR KATHÁ BHÁVO DIVÁNISHI

MÁLATIR MÁLÁ PÁSHE PAŔE ÁCHE
SAJÁNO HOYENI KABARITE
TRIPTIRA SUDHÁ KOTHÁ SARE GECHE
ÁYATO O DUT́I ÁNKHI HOTE
BOLO TÁR KATHÁ TÁR GUŃA GÁTHÁ
JÁR ITIKATHÁ UT́HE BHÁSI
KÁR KATHÁ BHÁVO DIVÁNISHI

JIIVAN PÁTRA BHARÁ PHALE PHÚLE
TABU KENO BHESE JÁO GO AKULE
ÁJO KII KRŚŃA MÁNAS GOKULE
BÁJIYE CALE MOHAN BÁNSHI
KÁR KATHÁ BHÁVO DIVÁNISHI







What for continue crying?
Who do you think of day and night?

Which stealer of hearts snatched away
the wide smile from your face?

The garland of malati flowers lies by the side.
You could not decorate your chignon with it.

The nectar of satisfaction
that once filled your eyes, has vanished.

Tell about Him,
His qualities,
that history be known.

Your life has become enriched
with leaves, fruits and flowers,
and yet, why do keep floating about bereft of bank?

Is it that,
in your mental garden,
Krsna plays His flute
even to this day?