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Song Name: Dadhi
Nirmanthanarambhi
Official Name: Obeisance 27 Verses 102 to 107
Author: Sanatana
Goswami
Book Name: Krsna
Lila Stava
Language: Sanskrit
LYRICS:
(1)
dadhi-nirmanthanārāmbhi-savitrī-stanya-lolupa
jananī-gīta-carita
dadhi-manthana-daṇḍa-dhṛk
(2)
mātṛ-stanyāmṛtātṛpta
kṣīrottāra-gatāmbika
mṛṣā
kopa-prakampoṣṭha
dadhi-bhājana-bhāñjana
(3)
śikya-haiyańgavastena
navanīta-mahāśana
haiyańgavīna-rasika
navanītāvakīrṇaka
(4)
navanīta-viliptāńga
kińkiṇī-kvaṇa-sūcita
navanīta-mahā-dātar
mṛṣāśro
caurya-śańkita
(5)
mātṛ-bhī-dhāvana-para
goṣṭāńgana-vinodana
jananī-śrama-vijñātar
dāmodara
namo’stu
te
(6)
dāmākalpa-calāpāńga
gāḍhyolūkhala-bandhana
yaśodā-vatsalānanta-dāma-bandha-niyantrita
TRANSLATION
O Krsna , one day singing the glories of Your pastimes, Mother Yasoda began to churn yogurt. Very hungry, You desired to drink her breast milk, and You grabbed the churning rod from her.
O Krsna , when the milk spilled from the pot, Your mother left You. Your desire to drink the nectar of Your mother’s milk unsatisfied, Your lips trembled with feigned anger, and You broke the jar full of yogurt.
O Krsna , stealing the fresh butter, You took great pleasure in eating a great quantity of it, and also strewing it about.
O Krsna , you anointed Your
limbs with that butter and You gave much of it away. When You
heard the sound of Your mother’s ankle-bells, You became afraid that she would punish You for Your thieving activities and You pretended to cry.
O Krsna , afraid of Your
mother You fled from her as she chased You within the courtyard in Vrndavana . Understanding how she had become fatigued (by chasing You, You allowed her to catch You and) tie You about the waist with a rope. O Lord, I offer respectful obeisances
unto You .
O Krsna , You restlessly glanced from the corners of Your eyes which were decorated with black ointment. Using the rope of her unlimited parental love, mother Yasoda
bound You to the grinding mortar.
REMARKS/EXTRA INFORMATION:
This is based on Srimad
Bhagavatam
Canto 10 Chapter 9.
UPDATED: June 25, 2009