Alam Dipavalyam Vipula Rati

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Song Name: Alam Dipavalyam Vipula Rati

Official Name: Prarthanasraya Caturdasaka

Author: Raghunatha Dasa Goswami

Book Name: Stavavali

Language: Sanskrit

LYRICS:

(1)

alaḿ dīpāvalyāḿ vipula-rati govardhana-giriḿ

jananyā sampūjyojjvalita-mahilodgīta-kutukaiḥ

niśā-drāvaiḥ pṛṣṭhe racita-kara-lakṣmā-śriyam asau

vahan megha-dhvānaiḥ kalaya giri-bhṛt khelayati gāḥ

(2)

puro gobhiḥ sārdhaḿ vraja-nṛpati-mukhyā vraja-janā

vrajanty eṣām paścān nikhila-mahilābhir vraja-nṛpā

tato mitra-vrātaiḥ kṛta-vividha-narmā vraja-śaśī

chalaiḥ pśyan rādhāḿ sahacari parikrāmati girim

(3)

udañcat-kāruṇyāmṛta-vitaraṇair jīvita-jagad-

yuva-dvandvaḿ gandhair guṇa-sumanasaḿ vāsita-janam

kṛpāḿ cen mayy evaḿ kirati na tadā tvaḿ kuru tathā

yathā me śrī-kuṇḍe sakhi sakalam ańgaḿ nivasati

(4)

uddāma-narma-rasa-keli-vinirmitāńgaḿ

rādhā-mukunda-yugalaḿ lalitā-viśākhe

gaurāńga-candram iha rūpa-yugaḿ na paśyan

hā vedanāḥ kati sahe sphuṭa re lalāṭa

(5)

vraja-pati-kṛta-parvānandi-nandīśvarodyat-

pariṣadi vadanāntaḥ-smeratāḿ rādhikāyāḥ

racayati harir ādād dṛg-vibhańgena nadyāḿ

ravir iva kamalinyaḥ puṣpa-kāntiḿ kareṇa

(6)

upagiri giri-dhartuḥ su-smite vaktra-bimbe

bhramati nibhṛta-rādhā netra-bhańgī-cchalena

ati-tṛṣita-cakorī lālasevāmbudasyo-

pari śaśini sudhāḍhye madhya ākāśa-deśam

(7)

dyuti-jita-rati-gaurī-kṣmā-ramā-satyabhāmā-

vraja-pura-vara-nārī-vṛnda-candrāvalīkām

giri-bhṛta iha rādhāḿ tanvato maṇḍitaḿ tat

tad-upakaraṇam agre kiḿ nidhāsye krameṇa

(8)

kanaka-racita-kumbha-dvandva-vinyāsa-bhańgī-

ruci-hara-kuca-yugmaḿ saurabhocchūnam asyāḥ

sa-pulakam atha gandhaiś citritaḿ kartum icchor

giri-bhṛta iha haste hanta dāsye kadā tān

(9)

kṛṣṇasyāḿse vinihita-bhuja-vallir utphulla-romā

rāmā keyaḿ kalayatitaraḿ bhūdharāraṇya-lakṣmīm

jñātaḿ jñātaḿ praṇaya-catulā vyākulā rāga-pūrair

anyā kānte sahacari vinā rādhikām īdṛśī vā

(10)

apūrva-premābdheḥ parimala-payaḥ-phena-nivahaiḥ

sadā yo jīvātur yam iha kṛpayāsiñcad atulam

idānīḿ durdaivāt pratipada-vipad-dāva-valito

nirālambaḥ so ‘yaḿ kam iha tam ṛte yātu śaraṇam

(11)

śūnyāyate mahā-goṣṭhaḿ

girīndro ‘jagarāyate

vyāghra-tuṇḍāyate kuṇḍaḿ

jīvātu-rahitasya me

(12)

na patati yadi dehas tena kiḿ tasya doṣaḥ

sa kila kuliśa-sārair yad vidhātrā vyadhāyī

ayam api para-hetur gāḍha-tarkeṇa dṛṣṭaḥ

prakaṭa-kadana-bhāraḿ ko vahatṭ anyathā vā

(13)

giri-vara-taṭa-kuñje mañju-vṛndāvaneśa-

sarasi ca racayan śrī-rādhikā-kṛṣṇa-kīrtim

dhṛta-rati ramaṇīyaḿ saḿsmaraḿs tat-padābjaḿ

vraja-dadhi-phalam aśnan sarva-kālaḿ vasāmi

(14)

vasato giri-vara-taṭa-kuñje

lapataḥ śrī-rādhike ’nu kṛṣṇeti

dhāyato vraja-dadhi-takraḿ

nātha sadā me dināni gacchantu

TRANSLATION

1. Look! During the Dipavali festival Krsna’s mother worships Govardhana Hill, the splendid gopis happily sing, and Krsna, His graceful hand artistically decorated with turmeric, calls the cows with a voice like thunder and makes them jump and play.

2. With the cows in front and Queen Yasoda and the gopis in the rear, the vrajajanas, headed by the Vraja King, circumambulate the hill. O friend, look! Krsna, the moon of Vraja also circumambulates, joking with His friends, and on various pretexts glancing at Sri Radha.

3. If the youthful divine couple, who are as fragrant as beautiful sumanah flowers and the life of the entire world, will not sprinkle me with the nectar of Their mercy, then, O my friend, I ask that you be merciful to me. Bless me that I may live my entire life at this sacred Radha’-kunda.

4. How many sufferings do I endure by not seeing Rupa, Sanatana, Sri Gaurangacandra, Lalita, Visakha, and Sri Sri Radha-Mukunda, whose transcendental limbs are made of the nectar pastimes of charming joking words? O forehead, I think you will break apart in this pain.  

5. As the sun with its shining makes the lotus flowers in the river blossom with splendor, Lord Krsna with the waves of many sidelong glances makes Radha’ smile in the jubilant festive assembly hosted by the King of Vraja at Nandisvara.

6. Like a very thirsty cakori bird gazing at a nectar cloud in the sky, near the hill hiding Radha places Her restless eyes on the smiling circle of Lord Giridhari’s face.

7. Will I assist Lord Krsna as he decorates Sri Radha whose beauty defeats Rati, Gauri, Prthvi, Laksmi, Satyabhama, Candravali, and all the beautiful women of Vrajapura?

8. Lord Giridhari, the hairs of His body erect in ecstasy, desires to paint pictures on Sri Radha’ full breasts, which are more beautiful than a pair of beautiful curved waterpots. When will I be allowed to place the aromati pigments in His hand? 

9. “Who is this goddess, the vine of Her arm resting on Krsna’s shoulder and the hairs of Her body upright in ecstasy as She gazes at the beauty of this forest near a hill?” “Beautiful friend, know that this girl trembling in a flood of spiritual love is Sri Radhika. Who else could it be?”

10. He was my life and soul. Again and again he kindly splashed me with the fragrant waters of shoreless ocean of limitless love. Now misfortune forces me to become swallowed by the forest fires of material calamities. I have no shelter. Except for him, of whom can I take shelter?

11. Now that I no longer have the sustainer of my life, the land of Vraja has become empty and desolate, Govardhana Hill has become like a great python, and Radha-kunda has become like the gaping mouth of a ferocious tiger.

12. It is not the fault of my body that it does not immediately fall down and die. By deep logical analysis I have concluded that the creator Brahma must have constructed my body from the strongest thunderbolts. How else could it be able to bear the weight of all this pain?

13. Chanting the glories of Sri Sri Radha’-Krsna, with love remembering Their charming lotus feet, and eating the fruit and yogurt of Vraja, may I eternally live in the forest at the base of the best of hills by the beautiful lake that belongs to the queen of Vrndavana.

14. O Lord, please allow me to pass my days living on yogurt and buttermilk under the king of hills. Permit me again and again to call out, “O Radha! O Krsna!”

REMARKS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

Verses 10 through 14 is in reference to Srila Rupa Goswami.

UPDATED: May 10, 2009