Hari Hari! Ara Ki Emana Dasa Haba (E Bhava Samsara Tyaji)

hari hari! āra ki emana daśā haba e bhava saṁsāra tyaji parama ānande maji āra kabe vrajabhūme yāba

When will I renounce the circle of material family life and, drowning in transcendental bliss, go to Vrajabhumi? O Lord Hari, Lord Hari, when will this be?

sukhamaya vṛndāvana kabe habe daraśana se dhūli mākhiba kabe gāya preme gada gada haiyā rādhā-kṛṣṇa nāma laiyā kāṅdiyā beḍāba ubharāya

When will I see the blissful land of Vrndavana? When will I smear the dust of Vrndavana over my body? When will I walk about Vrndavana, loudly singing the names of Radha and Krsna and crying, my voice choked with ecstatic love?

nibhṛta nikuñje yāiyā aṣṭāṅga praṇata haiyā ḍākiba hā rādhānātha bali kabe yamunāra tīre paraśa kariba nīre kabe piba karapuṭe tuli

When, in a solitary grove in Vrndavana, will I offer my full obeisances to the Divine Couple and call out, "O master of Radha!"? When, standing on the shore of the Yamuna, will I touch its water and drink some of it from my cupped hands?

āra kabe emana haba śrī rāsa-maṇḍale yāba kabe gaḍāgaḍi diba tāya vaṁśīvaṭa chāyā pāiyā parama ānanda haiyā paḍiyā rahiba tāra chāya

When will this be? When will I go to the arena of the rasa dance and roll about in its dust? When will I reach the shade of Vamsivata and, overwhelmed with transcendental bliss, fall down and remain lying in its shade?

kabe govardhana giri dekhiba nayana bhari kabe habe rādhākuṇḍe vāsa bhramite bhramite kabe e deha patana habe kahe dīna narottama dāsa

When will I gaze at Govardhana Hill to my heart's content? When will I reside at Radha-kunda? When, as I constantly wander in Vrndavana, will this body fall down? So says the lowly Narottama dasa.