Aparadha Phale Mama lyrics

aparādha-phale mama, citta bhelo vajra-sama, tuwā nāme nā labhe vikār hatāś hoiye, hari, tava nām ucca kori’, boro duḥkhe ḍāki bār bār

aparadha-phale mama, citta bhelo vajra-sama, tuwa name na labhe vikar hatas hoiye, hari, tava nam ucca kori’, boro duhkhe daki bar bar

अपराधफले मम, चित्त भेलो वज्रसम, तुwआ नामे ना लभे विकार हताश होइये, हरि, तव नाम उच्च कोरिऽ, बोरो दुःखे डाकि बार बार

O Lord Hari, as a result of my offenses incurred in previous lifetimes, my heart has become hard as a thunderbolt, and feels no change upon chanting Your holy name. Now in utter hopelessness, O Lord Hari, I loudly sing Your name, and in great distress I call out to You again and again.

dīna doyāmoy karunā-nidān bhāva-bindhu dei rākhoha parān

dina doyamoy karuna-nidan bhava-bindhu dei rakhoha paran

दीन दोयामोय करुनानिदान भावबिन्धु देइ राखोह परान

O Lord who is compassionate towards the fallen souls! O origin of all mercy! Please give to me a drop of divine ecstasy and thereby save my life!

kabe tuwā nāma-uccaraṇe mor nayane jharabo dara dara lor

kabe tuwa nama-uccarane mor nayane jharabo dara dara lor

कबे तुwआ नामौच्चरणे मोर नयने झरबो दर दर लोर

When will an incessant stream of tears flow dripping and dripping from my eyes at the articulation of Your holy name?

gad-gada-swara kanṭhe upajabo mukhe bola ādha ādha bāhirābo

gad-gada-swara kanthe upajabo mukhe bola adha adha bahirabo

गद्गदस्wअर कन्ठे उपजबो मुखे बोल आध आध बाहिराबो

When will a faltering voice choked with emotion arise in my throat, and when will words garbled due to ecstasy come from my mouth?

pulake bharabo śarīra hāmāra sweda-kampa-stambha habe bāra bāra

pulake bharabo sarira hamara sweda-kampa-stambha habe bara bara

पुलके भरबो शरीर हामार स्wएदकम्पस्तम्भ हबे बार बार

When will my body be filled with ecstatic rapture, and when will there be perspiration, trembling, and a stunned sensation again and again?

vivarna-śarīre hārāobuṅ jñāna nāma-samāśraye dharobuṅ parān

vivarna-sarire haraobun jnana nama-samasraye dharobun paran

विवर्नशरीरे हाराओबुङ ज्ञान नामसमाश्रये धरोबुङ परान

When, out of divine ecstasy, will all consciousness be lost in my pale and discolored body? And when will I hold onto my very life under the shelter of Your holy name?

milabo hāmāra kiye aiche din ro-owe bhaktivinoda mati hīn

milabo hamara kiye aiche din ro-owe bhaktivinoda mati hin

मिलबो हामार किये ऐछे दिन रोओwए भक्तिविनोद मति हीन

This weeping Bhaktivinoda, who is devoid of all good intelligence, sobs, "O Lord, how will such a day ever be mine?"