Kabe Mor Mudha Mana

Krsna

Kirtana

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Song Name: Kabe

Mor

Mudha

Mana

Chadi

Anya

Dhyana

Official Name:
Ucchvasa

Prarthana

Lalasmayi Song 5

Author: Bhaktivinoda

Thakura

Book Name: Kalyana

Kalpataru

Language: Bengali

LYRICS:

(1)

kabe

mor

mudha

mana

chadi

anya

dhyana

sri-krsna-carane

pabe

bisramer

sthana

(2)

kabe

ami

janibo

apane

akincana

amar

apeksa

ksudra

nahi

anya

jana

(3)

kabe

ami

acandale

koribo

pranati

krsna-bhakti magi

laba

koriya

minati

(4)

sarva -jibe

doya

mor

kotadine

habe

jiber

durgati

dekhi

lotaka

padipe

(5)

kandite

ami

jabo

brndabana

brajadhame

baisnaber

loibo

sarana

(6)

brajabasi-sannidhane

judi dui kar

jijnasibo

lila-sthana

hoiya

katar

(7)

ohe

brajabasi ! more

anugraha

kori

dekhao

kothay

lila

korilena

hari

(8)

tabe

kon

braja-jana

sakrpa-antare

amare

jabena

loye

bipina-bhitore

(9)

bolibena , dekho

kadamba-kanana

jatha

rasalila

koila

brajendranandana

(10)

dekho

nandagrama

nander

avasa

dekho

baladeva

jatha

koilo

rasa

(11)

dekho

jatha

hoilo

dukula-harana

sthane

bakasura

hoilo

nidhana

(12)

eirupe

braja-jana-saha

brndabane

dekhibo

lilar

sthana

satrsna-nayane

(13)

kabhu

jamuna tire suni ’ bamsi-dhvani

abasa

hoiya

labha

koribo

dharani

(14)

krpamoy

braja-jana ' krsna

krsna ’ boli '

pana

koraibe

jal

puriya

anjali

(15)

harinama

sune

punah

paiya

cetana

braja-jana-saha

ami

koribo

bhramana

(16)

kabe

heno

subhadina

hoibe

amar

madhukori

kori ’ bedaibo

dvar

(17)

jamuna-salila

pibo

anjali

bhariya

devadvare

ratri -kale rohibo

suiya

(18)

jakhan

asibe

kala e bhautika

pura

jalajantu-mahotsava

hoibe

pracura

(19)

siddha

dehe

nija-kunje

sakhira

carane

nityakala

thakiya

sevibo

krsna-dhane

(20)

ei se praithana

kore ’ e pamara char

sri

jahnava more doyakoro ’ eibar

TRANSLATION

When, oh when will my foolish ass-like mind finally attain a place to rest at the lotus feet of Lord Krsna , rejecting all other meditation?

When will I finally understand my own worthlessness? Actually there is not other soul who is lower than me.

When will I offer my respectful obeisances unto all the untouchables? Submitting prayers unto them I will humbly beg for a drop of devotion to Lord Krsna .

And when will I finally exhibit real compassion to all living entities? Seeing the degradation of the conditioned souls I will fall to the ground weeping.

Weeping and weeping, I will sadly go to Sri Vrndavana , and I will take shelter of a Vaisnava in that abode of Vraja .

Standing before a resident of Vraja I will grasp both of his hands and will question him intensively about all the holy places of the Lord’s pastimes there.

I will say: “Oh resident of Vraja ! Please exhibit your favor to me and kindly show me where all the pastimes of Hari had taken place.”

Then, with a gracious heart, some resident of the dhama will personally take me within the depths of the forest.

He will say: “Just look there! That is the kadamba grove in which the delightful Son of Maharaja Nanda sported the rasa dance.”

“Look! Here is Nanda-grama , which is the residence of Nanda

Maharaja. Look! Here is where Lord Balarama sported His own rasa dance.”

“Look! Here is where Lord Krsna stole the clothes of all the gopis as they bathed. And just see this place! It is where the demon Bakasura met his fate.”

In this fashion I will behold all of the places of pastimes in Vrndavana

with my intensely thirsty eyes in the company of the residents of Vraja .

I ever I hear the vibration of a flute upon the banks of the Yamuna

river , then becoming ecstatically overwhelmed I will fall senseless upon the earth.

Chanting the holy names, " Krsna , Krsna " into my ears, then the all merciful residents of Vraja

will take a palmful of Yamuna

water and make me drink.

By hearing the holy names being vibrated and again becoming conscious, I will then continue wandering about in the company of the Brijbasis .

When, oh when will such auspicious days be mine? Begging like a bee ( madhukori ) I will wander from door to door.

I will drink a little water from the Yamuna , filling my palm. And at night I will go to sleep by the door of some temple I happen to wander near.

Then that time will come when this material body will become a tasty feast for all of the aquatics.

(When it is thrown into the river at the time of death.)

Then, living eternally in my spiritual body, at the feet of a gopi in her own grove, I will finally serve my greatly treasured Lord Krsna .

Oh Jahnava

Devi ! Please show your causeless mercy to me now! This is all that is prayed for today by this desperate, worthless sinner.

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UPDATED: June 27, 2009