Hari Hari Krpa Kori Rakho lyrics

hari hari! kṛpā kori rākho nija pade kāma krodha chaya jane, loye phire nānā sthāne, viṣaya bhuñjāya nānā mate

hari hari! krpa kori rakho nija pade kama krodha chaya jane, loye phire nana sthane, visaya bhunjaya nana mate

हरि हरि! कृपा कोरि राखो निज पदे काम क्रोध छय जने, लोये फिरे नाना स्थाने, विषय भुञ्जाय नाना मते

O Lord Hari, O Lord Hari, please give me shelter at Your feet. Six men headed by lust and anger take me here and there and force me to enjoy my senses in many ways.

hoiyā māyāra dāsa, kori nānā abhilāṣa, tomāra smaraṇa gelo dūre artha lābha ei āśe, kapaṭa vaiṣṇava veśe bhramiyā buliye ghare ghare

hoiya mayara dasa, kori nana abhilasa, tomara smarana gelo dure artha labha ei ase, kapata vaisnava vese bhramiya buliye ghare ghare

होइया मायार दास, कोरि नाना अभिलाष, तोमार स्मरण गेलो दूरे अर्थ लाभ एइ आशे, कपट वैष्णव वेशे भ्रमिया बुलिये घरे घरे

Filled with material desires, a servant of material illusion, and my memory of You fled far away, disguised as a Vaisnava, I wandered from house to house, hoping to get some money.

aneka duḥkera pore, loiyechile vraja pure, kṛpā ḍore galāya bāndhiyā daiva māyā balātkāre, khasāiyā sei ḍore, bhava kūpe dileka ḍāriyā

aneka duhkera pore, loiyechile vraja pure, krpa dore galaya bandhiya daiva maya balatkare, khasaiya sei dore, bhava kupe dileka dariya

अनेक दुःकेर पोरे, लोइयेछिले व्रज पुरे, कृपा डोरे गलाय बान्धिया दैव माया बलात्कारे, खसाइया सेइ डोरे, भव कूपे दिलेक डारिया

When I suffered many miseries You tied Your rope of mercy around my neck and dragged me to Vraja. The illusory energy then forcibly untied those ropes and again threw me into the well of material existence.

punaḥ yadi kṛpā kori, e janāra keśe dhari, ṭāniyā tulaho vraja bhūme tabe se dekhiye bhālo, natuvā parāṇa gelo, kohe dīna dāsa narottama

punah yadi krpa kori, e janara kese dhari, taniya tulaho vraja bhume tabe se dekhiye bhalo, natuva parana gelo, kohe dina dasa narottama

पुनः यदि कृपा कोरि, ए जनार केशे धरि, टानिया तुलहो व्रज भूमे तबे से देखिये भालो, नतुवा पराण गेलो, कोहे दीन दास नरोत्तम

If, grasping his hair, You mercifully pull this person from illusion's well and place him in the abode of Vraja, he will see that as his great good fortune. Otherwise his life will end. Poor and fallen Narottama dasa sings this song.