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KÁNU MOR, YADI NÁHI ELO GOKULE
ÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁÁ, YADI NÁHI ELO GOKULE

KISER TARE SÁJ KISER SAMÁJ LÁJ
MÁLÁ GÁNTHÁ MÁLATI PHÚLE
YADI NÁHI ELO GOKULE

BHÁVI TÁRE DIVÁ NISHI BHÁSI TÁRI BHÁVE MISHI
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BHÁVI TÁRE DIVÁ NISHI BHÁSI TÁRI BHÁVE MISHI
NAYANER KAJJALE DEKHI SADÁ TÁRI HÁSI

TÁRI PRIITI MARME DOLE
YADI NÁHI ELO GOKULE

LIILÁNANDE SEI MANANER MANORAMA
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LIILÁNANDE SEI MANANER MANORAMA
NITYÁNANDA VIBHU PRÁŃERI PRIYATAMA
BHÁŚÁR BÁNDHAN BHEUNGE BHÁVA MOR DURDAMA
TÁRI T́ÁNE CHOT́E AKÚLE
YADI NÁHI ELO GOKULE
KÁNU MOR, YADI NÁHI ELO GOKULE







If my Krsna does not come to Gokul,
what for are all decorations,
social customs,
the garland threaded with malati flowers?

I have been thinking of You day and night,
submerged in Your ideation.
In the dark decoration mark of my eyes,
I always see Your smile.
Your love oscillates in the core of my heart.

The charming liilananda,
the pleasing illusive game,
envelopes my mind,
O most beloved Lord,
ever blissful one.
My irresistible longing
breaks the bondages of language
and by Your pull,
rushes shorelessly unto You.