Dari Mathani Dadhi Me Kisine lyrics

ḍari mathānī dadhi me kisīne, taba dhyāna āyo dadhi cora kā hī gada-gada kaṇṭḥa pukāratī hai, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti he kṛṣṇa he yādava he sakheti, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

dari mathani dadhi me kisine, taba dhyana ayo dadhi cora ka hi gada-gada kantha pukarati hai, govinda damodara madhaveti he krsna he yadava he sakheti, govinda damodara madhaveti

डरि मथानी दधि मे किसीने, तब ध्यान आयो दधि चोर का ही गदगद कण्ट्ःअ पुकारती है, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति हे कृष्ण हे यादव हे सखेति, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

When going to churn milk for making butter, one mother in Vraja remembers Sri Krsna, the butter-thief, and in a choked voice cries out, “Hey Krsna! Hey Yadava! Hey my friend! Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

hai līpatī āṅgana nāri koī, govinda āve mam gṛhe khele dhyānastha me yahī pada gā rahī hai, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

hai lipati angana nari koi, govinda ave mam grhe khele dhyanastha me yahi pada ga rahi hai, govinda damodara madhaveti

है लीपती आङ्गन नारि कोई, गोविन्द आवे मम गृहे खेले ध्यानस्थ मे यही पद गा रही है, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

Another cowherd lady, while cleaning her courtyard with cow-dung and water, calls out, “Hey Govinda! Come and play in my courtyard.” In deep meditation, she sings, “Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

mātā yaśodā hari ko jagāve, jāgo uṭho mohana naina kholo dvāre khaḍe gvāla bulā rahe hai, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

mata yasoda hari ko jagave, jago utho mohana naina kholo dvare khade gvala bula rahe hai, govinda damodara madhaveti

माता यशोदा हरि को जगावे, जागो उठो मोहन नैन खोलो द्वारे खडे ग्वाल बुला रहे है, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

In awakening Sri Hari, Mother Yasoda says, “Awaken! Get up, Mohana! Open Your eyes! Your friends are waiting for You at the door! Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

vidyānurāgī nija pustako me, arthānurāgī dhana sañcayo me ye hī nirālī dhvani gā rahe hai, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

vidyanuragi nija pustako me, arthanuragi dhana sancayo me ye hi nirali dhvani ga rahe hai, govinda damodara madhaveti

विद्यानुरागी निज पुस्तको मे, अर्थानुरागी धन सञ्चयो मे ये ही निराली ध्वनि गा रहे है, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

As students are always thinking of their books and avaricious men are always thinking of their wealth, the gopis are always singing, “Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

le ke karo me dohani anokhī, gāu dugdha kāḍhe avalā nāvelī gāu dugdha dhārā saṅga gā rahī hai, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

le ke karo me dohani anokhi, gau dugdha kadhe avala naveli gau dugdha dhara sanga ga rahi hai, govinda damodara madhaveti

ले के करो मे दोहनि अनोखी, गाउ दुग्ध काढे अवला नावेली गाउ दुग्ध धारा सङ्ग गा रही है, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

As some young milkmaids milk the cows, in unison they sing, “Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

jāge pujārī hari mandiro me, jāke jagāve hari ko savere he kṣīra sindhu aba netra kholo, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

jage pujari hari mandiro me, jake jagave hari ko savere he ksira sindhu aba netra kholo, govinda damodara madhaveti

जागे पुजारी हरि मन्दिरो मे, जाके जगावे हरि को सवेरे हे क्षीर सिन्धु अब नेत्र खोलो, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

As the pujari enters the mandira in the morning to awaken Sri Hari, he says, “Hey Ksirasindhu, ocean of milk! Open Your eyes! Hey Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

soyā kisi kā suta pālane me, ḍorī karo se jaba kheñcatī hai ho prema magnā usne pukārā, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

soya kisi ka suta palane me, dori karo se jaba khencati hai ho prema magna usne pukara, govinda damodara madhaveti

सोया किसि का सुत पालने मे, डोरी करो से जब खेञ्चती है हो प्रेम मग्ना उस्ने पुकारा, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

As a young mother rocks her baby son in his cradle by pulling a rope, while immersed in prema she calls out in a choked voice, “Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

royā kisī suta pālane me, ho prema magnā usne pukārā rovo na gāvo prabhu saṅga mere, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

roya kisi suta palane me, ho prema magna usne pukara rovo na gavo prabhu sanga mere, govinda damodara madhaveti

रोया किसी सुत पालने मे, हो प्रेम मग्ना उस्ने पुकारा रोवो न गावो प्रभु सङ्ग मेरे, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

The baby boy in the cradle cries out in great love, “O cows, don’t cry! Prabhu is with me! Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”

koī navelī pat ko jagāve, prāṇeśa jāgo aba nīnda tyāgo belā yahi hai hari gīta gāvo, govinda dāmodara mādhaveti

koi naveli pat ko jagave, pranesa jago aba ninda tyago bela yahi hai hari gita gavo, govinda damodara madhaveti

कोई नवेली पत को जगावे, प्राणेश जागो अब नीन्द त्यागो बेला यहि है हरि गीत गावो, गोविन्द दामोदर माधवेति

A newly-married wife awakens her husband by saying, “Awaken, master of my life! Give up your sleep and sing the song of Hari! Govinda! Damodara! Madhava!”