(Sawaiya)
Praan Basi Vahee Maadhuree Moorati, Dekhe Binu Jiya Dheer Na Aane
Laaj Kee Aan Gayee Kul Kaani So, Kaise Karoon Jiyaraa Nahin Mane. [1]
Preeti Kee Reeti Buree ‘Murali’ Tan Jaake Lagee so Lagee Pahichaane
Mohi to Deekhein Sabhi Jag Saanvaro, Saanware Kee Gati Saanware Jaane. [2]
- Shri Murali
The enchanting form of Śyāmasundar has captivated my heart so completely that not a single moment brings peace without beholding Him. Such is the state that all sense of social propriety and modesty has dissolved. [1]
Kavi Muralī says—To love is itself a source of pain. Only one afflicted by this disease of divine love can truly understand it. Now the entire world appears dark and insignificant; only that dark-complexioned Śyāmasundar knows the depths of His own līlā. [2]
Praan Basi Vahee Maadhuree Moorati, Dekhe Binu Jiya Dheer Na Aane
Laaj Kee Aan Gayee Kul Kaani So, Kaise Karoon Jiyaraa Nahin Mane. [1]
Preeti Kee Reeti Buree ‘Murali’ Tan Jaake Lagee so Lagee Pahichaane
Mohi to Deekhein Sabhi Jag Saanvaro, Saanware Kee Gati Saanware Jaane. [2]
- Shri Murali
The enchanting form of Śyāmasundar has captivated my heart so completely that not a single moment brings peace without beholding Him. Such is the state that all sense of social propriety and modesty has dissolved. [1]
Kavi Muralī says—To love is itself a source of pain. Only one afflicted by this disease of divine love can truly understand it. Now the entire world appears dark and insignificant; only that dark-complexioned Śyāmasundar knows the depths of His own līlā. [2]