Hari Hari! Hena Dina Haibe Amara

hari hari! hena dina haibe āmāra duṅhū aṅga paraśiba duṅhu aṅga nirakhiba sevana kariba doṅhākāra

O Lord Hari, O Lord Hari, when will this day be mine? When will I see Your lotus feet? When will I drectly serve Your lotus feet? When will I touch Your lotus feet?

lalitā-viśākhā-saṅge sevana kariba raṅge mālā gaṅthi' diba nānā phūle kanaka-sampūṭa kari karpūra tāmbūla bhari yogaiba adhara-jugale

When, in the association of Lalita and Visakha, will I be able to directly serve You; When will I be albe to spend my days making garlands for You? When will I be able to fill a golden casket with camphor and betel-nuts, and then place these betel-nuts directly in Your mouth?

rādhā-kṛṣṇa śri-caraṇa sei mora prāṇa-dhana sei mora jīvana-upāya jaya patita-pāvana deha more ei dhana tūyā-vine anya nāhi bhāya

Sri Sri Radha-Krsna, and Their abode of Vrndavana are the valuable treasure of my life. It is they who sustain me. O deliverer of the fallen, please give this treasure to me, for I have no one to turn to, except for You.

śrī-guru karuṇā-sindhu adhama-janāra bandhu lokanātha lokera jīvana hā hā prabhū! kara daya deha more pada-chāyā narottama laila śaraṇa

your lotus feetO my spiritual master, O ocean of mercy, O friend of the fallen , O Lokanatha Gosvami, O life of the people, O master, please be merciful to me. Please give me the shade of your lotus feet. Narottama dasa takes shelter of you.