Kahi Na Jay Mukhasaun Kachhu Syam-Prema Ki Baat.
Nabh Jal Thal Char Achar Sab Syamahi Syam Dikhat. [1]
Brahm Nahin, Maya Nahin, Nahin Jeev, Nahi Kaal.
Apanihu Sudhi Na Rahi, Rahyo Ek Nandalal. [2]
Ko Kason Kehi Vidhi Kaha, Kahai Hridaiki Baat.
Hari Herat Hiya Hari Gayo Hari Sarvatra Lakhat. [3]
- Rasik Vani
This Love of Shyam [Krishn] is something that cannot be expressed through words. The sky, water, earth, movable and immovable creation, All appear painted in the color of Shyam. [1]
Neither I know now the creator Brahma or Maya, nor about soul or time. Losing awareness about myself, what remains is Sri Krishn, the darling son of Nand. [2]
There is no one left to confide the secret of the heart. The fact is no such secret is left. To whom and in what manner shall it be confided? While gazing at Hari, the heart is stolen. Now it is Hari alone who is everywhere. [3]
Nabh Jal Thal Char Achar Sab Syamahi Syam Dikhat. [1]
Brahm Nahin, Maya Nahin, Nahin Jeev, Nahi Kaal.
Apanihu Sudhi Na Rahi, Rahyo Ek Nandalal. [2]
Ko Kason Kehi Vidhi Kaha, Kahai Hridaiki Baat.
Hari Herat Hiya Hari Gayo Hari Sarvatra Lakhat. [3]
- Rasik Vani
This Love of Shyam [Krishn] is something that cannot be expressed through words. The sky, water, earth, movable and immovable creation, All appear painted in the color of Shyam. [1]
Neither I know now the creator Brahma or Maya, nor about soul or time. Losing awareness about myself, what remains is Sri Krishn, the darling son of Nand. [2]
There is no one left to confide the secret of the heart. The fact is no such secret is left. To whom and in what manner shall it be confided? While gazing at Hari, the heart is stolen. Now it is Hari alone who is everywhere. [3]