(Sawaiya)
Shankar Se Sur Jahi Bhajai, Chaturanan Dhyan Mein Dharm Badhaven. [1]
Nek Hiye Mein Jo Aavatahi Mahajad, Mudh Raskhan Kahavain. [2]
Ja Par Sundar Devavadhu Nahin, Barat Pran Abaar Lagavain. [3]
Tahi Ahir Ki Chhohariya Chhachhiya, Bhari Chhachh Pai Nach Nachavain. [4]
- Shri Raskhan, Raskhan Ratnawali
Lord Śiva constantly remembers and sings praises of Him day and night; Caturānana Brahmā contemplates Him to strengthen his righteousness. [1]
When He dwells in the heart, even the greatest fool would become a Rasakhān (the mine of nectar). [2]
All beautiful goddesses stand ever ready to sacrifice their lives for Him. [3]
Śrī Raskhān says: The very Śrī Kṛṣṇa dances to the rhythm of Braj maidens’ hands for a sip of buttermilk—such is the power of their love! [4]
Shankar Se Sur Jahi Bhajai, Chaturanan Dhyan Mein Dharm Badhaven. [1]
Nek Hiye Mein Jo Aavatahi Mahajad, Mudh Raskhan Kahavain. [2]
Ja Par Sundar Devavadhu Nahin, Barat Pran Abaar Lagavain. [3]
Tahi Ahir Ki Chhohariya Chhachhiya, Bhari Chhachh Pai Nach Nachavain. [4]
- Shri Raskhan, Raskhan Ratnawali
Lord Śiva constantly remembers and sings praises of Him day and night; Caturānana Brahmā contemplates Him to strengthen his righteousness. [1]
When He dwells in the heart, even the greatest fool would become a Rasakhān (the mine of nectar). [2]
All beautiful goddesses stand ever ready to sacrifice their lives for Him. [3]
Śrī Raskhān says: The very Śrī Kṛṣṇa dances to the rhythm of Braj maidens’ hands for a sip of buttermilk—such is the power of their love! [4]