(Raag Iman)
Jai Radha Man Harani Mohan, Pad Saroj Mam Shis Dhare.
Seench Sudha Nij Kripa Dasi Ke, Kinhe Sukhe Dhaan Hare. [1]
Pyaas Drigan Rup Ras Pyari, Ami Ang Chhavi Sani Bhare.
‘Lalitakishori’ Hiye Prakashe, Anjan Jut Chakh Sanadhare. [2]
- Shri Lalit Kishori, Abhilash Madhuri, Vinaya (293)
All glories to Śrī Rādhā Rāṇī, who captivates the heart of Śrī Kṛṣṇa, and whose lotus feet ever adorn my head. By sprinkling the nectar of Her grace, She has rejuvenated the withered crop of this maidservant’s life. [1]
My eyes thirst intensely only for the nectar of Her beauty, the beauty of whose every limb is drenched in nectar. Śrī Lalitakiśorī Jī says that Her sharp, kohl-lined eyes, with their sidelong glances, eternally manifest a divine light within my heart. [2]
Jai Radha Man Harani Mohan, Pad Saroj Mam Shis Dhare.
Seench Sudha Nij Kripa Dasi Ke, Kinhe Sukhe Dhaan Hare. [1]
Pyaas Drigan Rup Ras Pyari, Ami Ang Chhavi Sani Bhare.
‘Lalitakishori’ Hiye Prakashe, Anjan Jut Chakh Sanadhare. [2]
- Shri Lalit Kishori, Abhilash Madhuri, Vinaya (293)
All glories to Śrī Rādhā Rāṇī, who captivates the heart of Śrī Kṛṣṇa, and whose lotus feet ever adorn my head. By sprinkling the nectar of Her grace, She has rejuvenated the withered crop of this maidservant’s life. [1]
My eyes thirst intensely only for the nectar of Her beauty, the beauty of whose every limb is drenched in nectar. Śrī Lalitakiśorī Jī says that Her sharp, kohl-lined eyes, with their sidelong glances, eternally manifest a divine light within my heart. [2]
