Naval Kishori Gori Radha Gaiye.
Mohan Jeevan-Dhan Sakhiyan Pyari, Roop Drigan Darasaiye. [1]
Apne Charan Kamal Ki Dasi, Yahai Aas Sarasaiye.
‘Paramanand’ Hit Kripa Ravari, Hit Gulab Bali Paiye. [2]
- Shri Hita Parmanand Das
Sing the divine glories of the fair-complexioned, ever-youthful Shri Radha! May I be blessed with her grace, so that the beloved of Shri Krishna, the one who steals the hearts of all the sakhis, reveals her divine form to me. [1]
May it always remain my sole aspiration to attain eternal servitude at the lotus feet of Shri Radha and to be absorbed in her loving service. Shri Hit Parmanand Das Ji prays— “O Kishori Ji! Please bestow your mercy, and may I joyfully offer my very self like a blooming rose at your feet, forever surrendered.” [2]
Mohan Jeevan-Dhan Sakhiyan Pyari, Roop Drigan Darasaiye. [1]
Apne Charan Kamal Ki Dasi, Yahai Aas Sarasaiye.
‘Paramanand’ Hit Kripa Ravari, Hit Gulab Bali Paiye. [2]
- Shri Hita Parmanand Das
Sing the divine glories of the fair-complexioned, ever-youthful Shri Radha! May I be blessed with her grace, so that the beloved of Shri Krishna, the one who steals the hearts of all the sakhis, reveals her divine form to me. [1]
May it always remain my sole aspiration to attain eternal servitude at the lotus feet of Shri Radha and to be absorbed in her loving service. Shri Hit Parmanand Das Ji prays— “O Kishori Ji! Please bestow your mercy, and may I joyfully offer my very self like a blooming rose at your feet, forever surrendered.” [2]