(Kavitt)
Pyari Ju Tihare Pad Pankaj Ki Balihari,
Sadaan Hi Bihari Lal Man Te Na Taarai Hain. [1]
Ve Harat Kusum Parag Tabai Laagain Jabai Her,
Alabele Peet Pat Ki Son Jhaarai Hain. [2]
Jaavak Banaay Chitr Sukhma Vichitr Her,
Lootat Mayur Pichchh Pran Dhan Vaarai Hain. [3]
Hita Dhruv Ras Yah Saban Ten Durlabh Hai,
Rasik Su ‘Balbir’ Dasi Ur Dhaarai Hain. [4]
- Shri Lal Balbir Ji, Braj Binod, Vipralabdha (9)
O Rādhājū! I bow again and again at Your lotus feet; Śrī Kṛṣṇa’s heart eternally rests there, never forgetting them for even a moment. [1]
Pyari Ju Tihare Pad Pankaj Ki Balihari,
Sadaan Hi Bihari Lal Man Te Na Taarai Hain. [1]
Ve Harat Kusum Parag Tabai Laagain Jabai Her,
Alabele Peet Pat Ki Son Jhaarai Hain. [2]
Jaavak Banaay Chitr Sukhma Vichitr Her,
Lootat Mayur Pichchh Pran Dhan Vaarai Hain. [3]
Hita Dhruv Ras Yah Saban Ten Durlabh Hai,
Rasik Su ‘Balbir’ Dasi Ur Dhaarai Hain. [4]
- Shri Lal Balbir Ji, Braj Binod, Vipralabdha (9)
O Rādhājū! I bow again and again at Your lotus feet; Śrī Kṛṣṇa’s heart eternally rests there, never forgetting them for even a moment. [1]
As You walk through Vṛndāvan and flower‑pollen graces Your feet, Kṛṣṇa gently wipes it away with the edge of His yellow garment. [2]
With loving hands, He paints Your feet with red jāvak, then stares in wonder, heart surrendered; His peacock‑feather crown bends naturally toward Your feet as He offers His very life at them. [3]
Rasikā Lāl Balabirā, Śrī Rādhā’s maidservant, says — these lotus feet forever dwell in my heart too, whose rasa even Śrī Hit Dhruvdās has declared supremely rare. [4]