(Kavitt)
Jab Son Nihaarau Roop Baarau Nand Kau Dularau,
Jab Son Nihaarau Roop Baarau Nand Kau Dularau,
Tab Ten Hamaari Kul Kaan Baani Sataki. [1]
Mand Mand Aavan Ki Pat Phaharavan Ki,
Lalit Rasili Chhabi Madhuri Lakut Ki. [2]
Lal Balbir Ju Ki Bansuri Bajaavan Ki,
Drigan Milavan Ki Bhrikuti Bikat Ki. [3]
Mand Musikyavan Ki Jheenain Sur Gaavan Ki,
Basi Chhabi Aan Ur Mor Ke Mukat Ki. [4]
- Shri Lal Balbir Ji, Braj Binod, Vipralabdha (4)
From the moment I beheld the divine beauty of Nanda’s beloved son, Śrī Kṛṣṇa, worldly decorum, family pride, and social honor all slipped away from me. [1]
With the gentle approach of Kṛṣṇa’s footsteps, the fluttering of His yellow garments, His incomparable beauty, and the tender charm of His stick, my heart was captured. [2]
Śrī Lāl Balbir says — the sweet melody of His flute, the playful glance of His eyes, and the dancing play of His brows have utterly enchanted me. [3]
His tender smile, His soft and sweet singing, and the sight of His peacock feather crown are forever etched into my heart. [4]