Kararavindena Padaravindam lyrics

karāravindena padāravindaṁ mukhāravinde viniveśayantam vaṭasya patrasya puṭeśayānaṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

kararavindena padaravindam mukharavinde vinivesayantam vatasya patrasya putesayanam balam mukundam manasa smarami

करारविन्देन पदारविन्दं मुखारविन्दे विनिवेशयन्तम वटस्य पत्रस्य पुटेशयानं बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on that infant Mukunda (Krsna) who is sleeping on the leaf of a banyan tree with his the lotus like foot placed in his lotus like mouth with his lotus like hand.

samhrutya lokān vaṭapatramadhye śayanamādyanta vihīnarūpam sarveśvaraṁ sarvahitāvatāraṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

samhrutya lokan vatapatramadhye sayanamadyanta vihinarupam sarvesvaram sarvahitavataram balam mukundam manasa smarami

सम्ह्रुत्य लोकान वटपत्रमध्ये शयनमाद्यन्त विहीनरूपम सर्वेश्वरं सर्वहितावतारं बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on that infant Mukunda who is sleeping holding all the worlds together on the leaf of a banyan tree in such form, which has no beginning or no end. He is the incarnation of God for the welfare of all mankind and the Lord of all.

indīvaraśyāmala komalāṅgam indrādidevārcita pādapadmam santānakalpadrumamāśritānāṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

indivarasyamala komalangam indradidevarcita padapadmam santanakalpadrumamasritanam balam mukundam manasa smarami

इन्दीवरश्यामल कोमलाङ्गम इन्द्रादिदेवार्चित पादपद्मम सन्तानकल्पद्रुममाश्रितानां बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on Bala Mukunda in my heart, who has a delicate body like a blue lotus and whose foot is worshipped by all the gods and Indra etc. He is the wish-fulfilling tree for those who take refuge in him.

lambālakaṁ lambitahārayaṣṭiṁ śṛuṅgāralīlāṅkita danta paṅktim bimbādharaṁ cāruviśālanetraṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

lambalakam lambitaharayastim srungaralilankita danta panktim bimbadharam caruvisalanetram balam mukundam manasa smarami

लम्बालकं लम्बितहारयष्टिं शृउङ्गारलीलाङ्कित दन्त पङ्क्तिम बिम्बाधरं चारुविशालनेत्रं बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on that Bala Mukunda in my heart, who has hanging curls and hanging necklaces, a beautiful row of teeth which are shown playfully. His lower lip is as red as a Bimba fruit and has beautiful wide eyes.

śikye nidhāyāpi payodadhīni bahirgatāya vrajanāyikāyām bhuktvāyatheṣṭaṁ kapaṭenasuptaṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

sikye nidhayapi payodadhini bahirgataya vrajanayikayam bhuktvayathestam kapatenasuptam balam mukundam manasa smarami

शिक्ये निधायापि पयोदधीनि बहिर्गताय व्रजनायिकायाम भुक्त्वायथेष्टं कपटेनसुप्तं बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on that Bala Mukunda in my heart, who pretended as if he was sleeping, having eaten the yogurt to his contentment from the hanging pots of the Gopis when they had gone out.

kālijalasthita kāliyasya phaṇāgraraṅgenaṭanapriyantam tatprucchahastaṁ śaradinduvaktraṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

kalijalasthita kaliyasya phanagrarangenatanapriyantam tatprucchahastam saradinduvaktram balam mukundam manasa smarami

कालिजलस्थित कालियस्य फणाग्ररङ्गेनटनप्रियन्तम तत्प्रुच्छहस्तं शरदिन्दुवक्त्रं बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on Bala Mukunda whose beautiful face resembles the autumnal moon and is dancing happily on the hood of the serpent Kaliya holding its tail with his hand in the Kalinda pond.

ulūkhalebaddhamudāraśauryam uttuṅgayugmārjuna bhaṅgalīlām utphullapadmāyata cārunetraṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

ulukhalebaddhamudarasauryam uttungayugmarjuna bhangalilam utphullapadmayata carunetram balam mukundam manasa smarami

उलूखलेबद्धमुदारशौर्यम उत्तुङ्गयुग्मार्जुन भङ्गलीलाम उत्फुल्लपद्मायत चारुनेत्रं बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on Bala Mukunda with beautiful eyes like the petals of a full- bloomed lotus and who with great valor broke the pair of tall yamala-arjuna trees even though he was tied to a mortar (a large heavy stone bowl for pounding grain).

ālokya mātumukha mādareṇa stanyaṁ pibantaṁ sarasīruhākṣam saccinmayaṁ devamanantarūpaṁ bālaṁ mukundaṁ manasā smarāmi

alokya matumukha madarena stanyam pibantam sarasiruhaksam saccinmayam devamanantarupam balam mukundam manasa smarami

आलोक्य मातुमुख मादरेण स्तन्यं पिबन्तं सरसीरुहाक्षम सच्चिन्मयं देवमनन्तरूपं बालं मुकुन्दं मनसा स्मरामि

I meditate on Bala Mukunda, God filled with sat and cit, i.e., infinite consciousness, of infinite divine form, the lotus eyed one who cast his looks at his mother’s face with affection, while drinking milk from her breast.