VRAJA RÁJA NANDAN
VRAJA RÁJA NANDAN
VRAJA RÁJA NANDAN
MOHAN MÁDHURII GHAN
RAYE GECHO MARMERAI MÚLE
VRNDÁVANER VEŃU GOKULE GOŚT́HA DHENU
SABAI TAVA MANANETE DOLE
RAYE GECHO MARMERI MÚLE
JE BÁNSHII MÁTIE CHILO VRNDÁVANER VANE
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JE BÁNSHII MÁTIE CHILO VRNDÁVANER VANE
JE SUR RÁUNGIE CHILO BHAKTA JANER PRÁŃE
JE NÚPUR BEJE CHILO MAHÁKÁLER PRATIKŚAŃE
SE KI KEU KABHU JÁBE BHULE
RAYE GECHO MARMERI MÚLE
JE D́HAL NÁMIÁ CHILO MARÁ YAMUNÁR JALE
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JE D́HAL NÁMIÁ CHILO MARÁ YAMUNÁR JALE
JE PRÁŃA JÁGIÁ CHILO
DHARAŃIIR JALE STHALE
JE NIDHI BHÁSIÁ CHILO
ABÁR MAN DEULE
SE THÁKIBE SAB KÁLÁKÁLE.
O Lord Krsna, the charming King of Vraja, the enchanting intense sweetness, You have
remained at the root of the core. The flute of Vrnda’van, the assembly of cows, all
swing within Your mind. The flute that had charmed all in the forest of Vrnda’van, the
melody that had charmed the life of all divotees, the ankle bell that tinkled each moment
of the Eternity, can any one forget that any time? The sudden flood coming into the water
of dry river Yamuna’, the life that awakened on the land of water of the earth, the
treasure that appeared in the mental temple of all, that would remain for all the time.