Jo Ras Baras Rahyo Barasane, So Ras Tin Lok Men Nahin.
Tin Lok Men Nahin, Vo Ras Thakur Baikunthahu Men Nahin. [1]. Jo Ras.
Sankari Gali Bani Parvat Ki, Dadhi Lai Chali Kumari Kirati Ki.
Age Gaya Charain Giradhar Ki, Dinhen Sakha Sikhaya. [2]. Jo Ras...
Dai Jaa Daan Kunvari Mohan Kaun, Tab Chhandaau Tere Gohan Kaun.
Raaj Yahan Ban Men Giradhar Kau, Daan Leinge Dhaya. [3]. Jo Ras...
Inake Sang Sakhi Madamati, Unake Sang Sakha Utpati.
Gheri Lai Gvalin Rasamati, Man Men Ati Harashaya. [4]. Jo Ras...
Sur Taintisan Ki Mati Bauri, Bhajiken Chale Biraj Ki Ori.
Dekhi-Dekhi Ya Braj Ki Khori, Brahmadik Lalachaya. [5]. Jo Ras...
- Braj Ke Lokgeet
The sweet nectar of divine love-bliss that showers in Barsānā is found nowhere else in the three worlds. Indeed, that very rasa is difficult to attain even in Vaikuṇṭha. [1]
Through the narrow mountain pathways of Barsānā, Śrī Kīrtiji’s loving daughter, Śrī Rādhā, walks carrying yogurt. From the opposite direction comes Śrī Giridhara while tending His cows, and together with His companions, He begins planning a dāna-līlā. [2]
He says to Śrī Rādhā, “O Kuṁvarī! First, give a toll to Mohana; only then will we allow you and your sakhīs to pass. This forest belongs to Giridhara, and therefore, a toll must be paid here.” [3]
On one side, Śrī Rādhā’s sakhīs are intoxicated with love and joy, and on the other side, Śrī Kṛṣṇa’s companions remain playful and mischievous. They surround the cowherd maidens absorbed in rasa, and this delightful pastime fills everyone’s heart with great happiness. [4]
Beholding the glory of the nectar of Braja, all thirty-three crore demigods are enchanted, and they too rush toward Braja. Seeing the sāṃkharī khora and other pastime places of Barsānā, even Brahmā and the other gods begin to long for the opportunity to attain them. [5]
Tin Lok Men Nahin, Vo Ras Thakur Baikunthahu Men Nahin. [1]. Jo Ras.
Sankari Gali Bani Parvat Ki, Dadhi Lai Chali Kumari Kirati Ki.
Age Gaya Charain Giradhar Ki, Dinhen Sakha Sikhaya. [2]. Jo Ras...
Dai Jaa Daan Kunvari Mohan Kaun, Tab Chhandaau Tere Gohan Kaun.
Raaj Yahan Ban Men Giradhar Kau, Daan Leinge Dhaya. [3]. Jo Ras...
Inake Sang Sakhi Madamati, Unake Sang Sakha Utpati.
Gheri Lai Gvalin Rasamati, Man Men Ati Harashaya. [4]. Jo Ras...
Sur Taintisan Ki Mati Bauri, Bhajiken Chale Biraj Ki Ori.
Dekhi-Dekhi Ya Braj Ki Khori, Brahmadik Lalachaya. [5]. Jo Ras...
- Braj Ke Lokgeet
The sweet nectar of divine love-bliss that showers in Barsānā is found nowhere else in the three worlds. Indeed, that very rasa is difficult to attain even in Vaikuṇṭha. [1]
Through the narrow mountain pathways of Barsānā, Śrī Kīrtiji’s loving daughter, Śrī Rādhā, walks carrying yogurt. From the opposite direction comes Śrī Giridhara while tending His cows, and together with His companions, He begins planning a dāna-līlā. [2]
He says to Śrī Rādhā, “O Kuṁvarī! First, give a toll to Mohana; only then will we allow you and your sakhīs to pass. This forest belongs to Giridhara, and therefore, a toll must be paid here.” [3]
On one side, Śrī Rādhā’s sakhīs are intoxicated with love and joy, and on the other side, Śrī Kṛṣṇa’s companions remain playful and mischievous. They surround the cowherd maidens absorbed in rasa, and this delightful pastime fills everyone’s heart with great happiness. [4]
Beholding the glory of the nectar of Braja, all thirty-three crore demigods are enchanted, and they too rush toward Braja. Seeing the sāṃkharī khora and other pastime places of Barsānā, even Brahmā and the other gods begin to long for the opportunity to attain them. [5]