Maribo Maribo Sakhi Niscaya Maribo lyrics

(introductory verse) (sakhī re! prāṇer sakhī āmār) āmi ki kori kānu veniyā seje niṣṭhura kānāi doyamayā nāi koṭi sacī śyāmālīya nāī

(introductory verse) (sakhi re! praner sakhi amar) ami ki kori kanu veniya seje nisthura kanai doyamaya nai koti saci syamaliya nai

(इन्त्रोदुच्तोर्य वेर्से) (सखी रे! प्राणेर सखी आमार्) आमि कि कोरि कानु वेनिया सेजे निष्ठुर कानाइ दोयमया नाइ कोटि सची श्यामालीय नाई

Oh I will die, I will die, Oh dear girlfriend. I most certainly, without a doubt will die. Our spring flower like Beauty Kana Krsna who is the reservoir of transcendental qualities has left us all.

(āmi) maribo maribo sakhī niscaya maribo kanu heno guna nidhi kāre diye jābo sorāi kīta pār visakhī āmār kānur jokkhon korte

(ami) maribo maribo sakhi niscaya maribo kanu heno guna nidhi kare diye jabo sorai kita par visakhi amar kanur jokkhon korte

(आमि) मरिबो मरिबो सखी निस्चय मरिबो कनु हेनो गुन निधि कारे दिये जाबो सोराइ कीत पार विसखी आमार कानुर जोक्खोन कोर्ते

Oh I will die, I will die, Oh dear girlfriend. I most certainly, without a doubt will die. Our spring flower like Beauty Kana Krsna who is the reservoir of transcendental qualities has left us all.

nā paḍāyo rādhāyaṅga nā bhasaya jale morile bāndhiyā rākho tamāle bitāle āmi tamāla bodāī bhālobāsi kṛṣṇa kāla kamalkāla

na padayo radhayanga na bhasaya jale morile bandhiya rakho tamale bitale ami tamala bodai bhalobasi krsna kala kamalkala

ना पडायो राधायङ्ग ना भसय जले मोरिले बान्धिया राखो तमाले बिताले आमि तमाल बोदाई भालोबासि कृष्ण काल कमल्काल

The emotions of the lotus like Srimati Radharani, no one can understand, nor can anyone understand Her tears. Due to depression and separation, everyone and everything will die, without Krsna. We love Krsna’s dark colored body who is as beautiful as a lotus flower.

kṛṣṇa kāla tamāla kāla tamāla bhalobāsi tamāla sakhi bosibo kṛṣṇa bājāy bāṁśi bamsi bājāy go bājāy go (jaya rādhe jaya rādhe bole bājāy go bājāy go! jamunā koṭini kule keli kadamber mula more loye calo kotha jāy yanti mori bandhu hoye jamunā miṭī kalāya sakhī mor nipo saha gāy)

krsna kala tamala kala tamala bhalobasi tamala sakhi bosibo krsna bajay bamsi bamsi bajay go bajay go (jaya radhe jaya radhe bole bajay go bajay go! jamuna kotini kule keli kadamber mula more loye calo kotha jay yanti mori bandhu hoye jamuna miti kalaya sakhi mor nipo saha gay)

कृष्ण काल तमाल काल तमाल भलोबासि तमाल सखि बोसिबो कृष्ण बाजाय बांशि बम्सि बाजाय गो बाजाय गो (जय राधे जय राधे बोले बाजाय गो बाजाय गो! जमुना कोटिनि कुले केलि कदम्बेर मुल मोरे लोये चलो कोथ जाय यन्ति मोरि बन्धु होये जमुना मिटी कलाय सखी मोर निपो सह गाय्)

Oh Krsna! Oh Tamal, Krsna’s dear tree! I love Your name! Sakhis even come around You when You play Your flute. Oh Krsna, play that flute! Your flute sings “Jaya Radhe! Jaya Radhe Jaya Radhe!!!” Play that flute! Take me to the banks of the Yamuna and the Kadamba tree and oh, let me have my last moment here and let me eternally associate with the sakhis!

śyāma nāma koru kori likho saba sahatari tulasī mañjarī dilo tāy (diyo pāse pāse mañjarī diyo) rāsa līlāye dekhe habe rādhār jīvana dhanya habe

syama nama koru kori likho saba sahatari tulasi manjari dilo tay (diyo pase pase manjari diyo) rasa lilaye dekhe habe radhar jivana dhanya habe

श्याम नाम कोरु कोरि लिखो सब सहतरि तुलसी मञ्जरी दिलो ताय (दियो पासे पासे मञ्जरी दियो) रास लीलाये देखे हबे राधार जीवन धन्य हबे

I think of Syama and this fond memory and with this memory, I offer Him the tulasi manjari! I will see that rasa lila again. The life of Srimati Radharani will be treasured again.

prāṇer sakhī jābār kāle nāma śunāyo karna mūle (sakhi re!) nāmer pase dile mañjarī rāsa korben sei rāsa-bihārī (bole se saba hari hari ek bār) hari bol hari bol hari bol hari bol! hari bol hari bol hari bol hari bol!

praner sakhi jabar kale nama sunayo karna mule (sakhi re!) namer pase dile manjari rasa korben sei rasa-bihari (bole se saba hari hari ek bar) hari bol hari bol hari bol hari bol! hari bol hari bol hari bol hari bol!

प्राणेर सखी जाबार काले नाम शुनायो कर्न मूले (सखि रे!) नामेर पसे दिले मञ्जरी रास कोर्बेन सेइ रासबिहारी (बोले से सब हरि हरि एक बार्) हरि बोल हरि बोल हरि बोल हरि बोल्! हरि बोल हरि बोल हरि बोल हरि बोल्!

Oh dear sakhis! Please always make my ear remember the name of Krsna! Offering manjaris to the name of the Lord, and seeing the rasa dance being done by Rasa-Bihari Krsna! Everyone, madly sing Hari! Once more! Hari Bol! Hari Bol! Hari Bol! Hari Bol!