Taking me with You,
what a heavenly sweetness
have You filled the river of my heart with?

To which Mathura'
did the vibrating love of this Yamuna river,
the white and heavenly mark on my eyes,
amidst a joyful heart,
in ever new adornments,
arrive like a king?

You diminished the earth and the heaven,
to fit into the vibrating firmament of my heart.
You poured forth a flow of nectar.
At the pull of Your enchanting flute,
with a heavenly song,
You have today made me Your own.

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To which celestial world have You brought me,
filling my hearT́s Jamuna river with blissful sweetness?

The Jamuna flow of love is boundless.
My eyelids are brightned by the light of Your sight.
My heart enjoys Your endless liila (sport).

You came as king of Mathura,
pouring forth a Jamunalike flow of love.
You have rendered the earth and heaven insignificant.

Into the vibrations of my heart,
You have poured out nectar.
With the charming melody of Your flute
and a heavenly song,
You have made me Your own.