(Kavitt)
Pyari Nakh Chandan Kau Kijiye Chakor Mann,
Radhe Gun Ganan Kau Pik Kar Dijiye [1]
Phoole Pad Kanjan Kau Kariye Madhup Moi,
Birad Bakhananbai Kau Koil Karijiye [2]
Kijiye Maral Jo Pai Dijai Gati Aap Pyari,
Kaiki Kar Kel Rel Shyam Ghan Bheejiye [3]
Kijai Drum Beli Baag Shrivan Nikunjan Mein,
Premsakhi Tu Hi Dhani Bhavai Taisi Kijiye [4]
- Shri Premdas Ji [Brother of Shri Lal Balbir Ji], Shri Premdas Ji Ki Vani (93)
Make my mind like a Chakora bird, ever thirsting for the moon‑like toenails of Priyājū (Śrī Rādhā), or transform me into a cuckoo, ever singing the sweet glories of Rādhe Jū. [1]
Transform me into a bee, always hovering around the blossomed lotus feet of Śrī Rādhā, or make me a koel that constantly proclaims Her divine virtues aloud. [2]
O Pyārījū, let me become a graceful swan who follows Your graceful gait, or a peacock who beholds Your love‑play with dark Śyāmsundar. [3]
Turn me into the trees, creepers, and fragrant groves of Śrī Vṛndāvan’s Nikunj‑Van. Śrī Prem Sākhī prays — O Pyārījū, You alone are the true source of bliss, therefore, transform me into whatever pleases You. [4]