(Raag Asavari)
Jayati Gun Gamini, Rasik Abhiramini,
Sakal Choodamani Param Bhori. [1]
Jayati Ras Rasini, Vipin Var Vasini,
Hiy Ki Hulāsini Vayasi Thorī. [2]
Jayati Dukh Nasini, Piy Hiya Vasini,
Mand Mukh Hasini Prem Dori. [3]
Jayati Mukh Chandni Rasik Piy Phandni,
'Saras' Anandini Sharan Tori. [4]
- Shri Saras Madhuri
Glory to Shri Radha, who is the treasurehouse of the attributes, who captivates the hearts of Rasikas, standing as the crowning jewel among all, and embodying supreme innocence. [1]
Glory to Shri Radha, the bestower of the nectar of Raas pastimes, dwelling in Shri Dham Vrindavan, the most exquisite of forests, forever radiating joy and eternal youthfulness. [2]
Glory Shri Radha, the dispeller of sorrows, residing within the heart of her beloved Shyamsundar, who smiles gently and binds Her devotees in the thread of love. [3]
Glory to Shri Radha, whose face shines as brightly as the moonlight, who enslaves His beloved Shyamsundar with love's enchantment, who showers the sweetest nectar, and who is my Swamini [governess], says Saras Madhuriji. [4]
Jayati Gun Gamini, Rasik Abhiramini,
Sakal Choodamani Param Bhori. [1]
Jayati Ras Rasini, Vipin Var Vasini,
Hiy Ki Hulāsini Vayasi Thorī. [2]
Jayati Dukh Nasini, Piy Hiya Vasini,
Mand Mukh Hasini Prem Dori. [3]
Jayati Mukh Chandni Rasik Piy Phandni,
'Saras' Anandini Sharan Tori. [4]
- Shri Saras Madhuri
Glory to Shri Radha, who is the treasurehouse of the attributes, who captivates the hearts of Rasikas, standing as the crowning jewel among all, and embodying supreme innocence. [1]
Glory to Shri Radha, the bestower of the nectar of Raas pastimes, dwelling in Shri Dham Vrindavan, the most exquisite of forests, forever radiating joy and eternal youthfulness. [2]
Glory Shri Radha, the dispeller of sorrows, residing within the heart of her beloved Shyamsundar, who smiles gently and binds Her devotees in the thread of love. [3]
Glory to Shri Radha, whose face shines as brightly as the moonlight, who enslaves His beloved Shyamsundar with love's enchantment, who showers the sweetest nectar, and who is my Swamini [governess], says Saras Madhuriji. [4]