Alam Dipavalyam Vipula Rati lyrics

alaṁ dīpāvalyāṁ vipula-rati govardhana-giriṁ jananyā sampūjyojjvalita-mahilodgīta-kutukaiḥ niśā-drāvaiḥ pṛṣṭhe racita-kara-lakṣmā-śriyam asau vahan megha-dhvānaiḥ kalaya giri-bhṛt khelayati gāḥ

alam dipavalyam vipula-rati govardhana-girim jananya sampujyojjvalita-mahilodgita-kutukaih nisa-dravaih prsthe racita-kara-laksma-sriyam asau vahan megha-dhvanaih kalaya giri-bhrt khelayati gah

अलं दीपावल्यां विपुलरति गोवर्धनगिरिं जनन्या सम्पूज्योज्ज्वलितमहिलोद्गीतकुतुकैः निशाद्रावैः पृष्ठे रचितकरलक्ष्माश्रियम असौ वहन मेघध्वानैः कलय गिरिभृत खेलयति गाः

Look! During the Dipavali festival Krsna's mother worships Govardhana Hill, the splendid gopis happily sing, and Krsna, His graceful hand artistically decorated with turmeric, calls the cows with a voice like thunder and makes them jump and play.

puro gobhiḥ sārdhaṁ vraja-nṛpati-mukhyā vraja-janā vrajanty eṣām paścān nikhila-mahilābhir vraja-nṛpā tato mitra-vrātaiḥ kṛta-vividha-narmā vraja-śaśī chalaiḥ pśyan rādhāṁ sahacari parikrāmati girim

puro gobhih sardham vraja-nrpati-mukhya vraja-jana vrajanty esam pascan nikhila-mahilabhir vraja-nrpa tato mitra-vrataih krta-vividha-narma vraja-sasi chalaih psyan radham sahacari parikramati girim

पुरो गोभिः सार्धं व्रजनृपतिमुख्या व्रजजना व्रजन्त्य एषाम पश्चान निखिलमहिलाभिर व्रजनृपा ततो मित्रव्रातैः कृतविविधनर्मा व्रजशशी छलैः प्श्यन राधां सहचरि परिक्रामति गिरिम

With the cows in front and Queen Yasoda and the gopis in the rear, the vrajajanas, headed by the Vraja King, circumambulate the hill. O friend, look! Krsna, the moon of Vraja also circumambulates, joking with His friends, and on various pretexts glancing at Sri Radha.

udañcat-kāruṇyāmṛta-vitaraṇair jīvita-jagad- yuva-dvandvaṁ gandhair guṇa-sumanasaṁ vāsita-janam kṛpāṁ cen mayy evaṁ kirati na tadā tvaṁ kuru tathā yathā me śrī-kuṇḍe sakhi sakalam aṅgaṁ nivasati

udancat-karunyamrta-vitaranair jivita-jagad- yuva-dvandvam gandhair guna-sumanasam vasita-janam krpam cen mayy evam kirati na tada tvam kuru tatha yatha me sri-kunde sakhi sakalam angam nivasati

उदञ्चत्कारुण्यामृतवितरणैर जीवितजगद युवद्वन्द्वं गन्धैर गुणसुमनसं वासितजनम कृपां चेन मय्य एवं किरति न तदा त्वं कुरु तथा यथा मे श्रीकुण्डे सखि सकलम अङ्गं निवसति

If the youthful divine couple, who are as fragrant as beautiful sumanah flowers and the life of the entire world, will not sprinkle me with the nectar of Their mercy, then, O my friend, I ask that you be merciful to me. Bless me that I may live my entire life at this sacred Radha'-kunda.

uddāma-narma-rasa-keli-vinirmitāṅgaṁ rādhā-mukunda-yugalaṁ lalitā-viśākhe gaurāṅga-candram iha rūpa-yugaṁ na paśyan hā vedanāḥ kati sahe sphuṭa re lalāṭa

uddama-narma-rasa-keli-vinirmitangam radha-mukunda-yugalam lalita-visakhe gauranga-candram iha rupa-yugam na pasyan ha vedanah kati sahe sphuta re lalata

उद्दामनर्मरसकेलिविनिर्मिताङ्गं राधामुकुन्दयुगलं ललिताविशाखे गौराङ्गचन्द्रम इह रूपयुगं न पश्यन हा वेदनाः कति सहे स्फुट रे ललाट

How many sufferings do I endure by not seeing Rupa, Sanatana, Sri Gaurangacandra, Lalita, Visakha, and Sri Sri Radha-Mukunda, whose transcendental limbs are made of the nectar pastimes of charming joking words? O forehead, I think you will break apart in this pain.

vraja-pati-kṛta-parvānandi-nandīśvarodyat- pariṣadi vadanāntaḥ-smeratāṁ rādhikāyāḥ racayati harir ādād dṛg-vibhaṅgena nadyāṁ ravir iva kamalinyaḥ puṣpa-kāntiṁ kareṇa

vraja-pati-krta-parvanandi-nandisvarodyat- parisadi vadanantah-smeratam radhikayah racayati harir adad drg-vibhangena nadyam ravir iva kamalinyah puspa-kantim karena

व्रजपतिकृतपर्वानन्दिनन्दीश्वरोद्यत परिषदि वदनान्तःस्मेरतां राधिकायाः रचयति हरिर आदाद दृग्विभङ्गेन नद्यां रविर इव कमलिन्यः पुष्पकान्तिं करेण

As the sun with its shining makes the lotus flowers in the river blossom with splendor, Lord Krsna with the waves of many sidelong glances makes Radha' smile in the jubilant festive assembly hosted by the King of Vraja at Nandisvara.

upagiri giri-dhartuḥ su-smite vaktra-bimbe bhramati nibhṛta-rādhā netra-bhaṅgī-cchalena ati-tṛṣita-cakorī lālasevāmbudasyo- pari śaśini sudhāḍhye madhya ākāśa-deśam

upagiri giri-dhartuh su-smite vaktra-bimbe bhramati nibhrta-radha netra-bhangi-cchalena ati-trsita-cakori lalasevambudasyo- pari sasini sudhadhye madhya akasa-desam

उपगिरि गिरिधर्तुः सुस्मिते वक्त्रबिम्बे भ्रमति निभृतराधा नेत्रभङ्गीच्छलेन अतितृषितचकोरी लालसेवाम्बुदस्यो परि शशिनि सुधाढ्ये मध्य आकाशदेशम

Like a very thirsty cakori bird gazing at a nectar cloud in the sky, near the hill hiding Radha places Her restless eyes on the smiling circle of Lord Giridhari's face.

dyuti-jita-rati-gaurī-kṣmā-ramā-satyabhāmā- vraja-pura-vara-nārī-vṛnda-candrāvalīkām giri-bhṛta iha rādhāṁ tanvato maṇḍitaṁ tat tad-upakaraṇam agre kiṁ nidhāsye krameṇa

dyuti-jita-rati-gauri-ksma-rama-satyabhama- vraja-pura-vara-nari-vrnda-candravalikam giri-bhrta iha radham tanvato manditam tat tad-upakaranam agre kim nidhasye kramena

द्युतिजितरतिगौरीक्ष्मारमासत्यभामा व्रजपुरवरनारीवृन्दचन्द्रावलीकाम गिरिभृत इह राधां तन्वतो मण्डितं तत तदुपकरणम अग्रे किं निधास्ये क्रमेण

Will I assist Lord Krsna as he decorates Sri Radha whose beauty defeats Rati, Gauri, Prthvi, Laksmi, Satyabhama, Candravali, and all the beautiful women of Vrajapura?

kanaka-racita-kumbha-dvandva-vinyāsa-bhaṅgī- ruci-hara-kuca-yugmaṁ saurabhocchūnam asyāḥ sa-pulakam atha gandhaiś citritaṁ kartum icchor giri-bhṛta iha haste hanta dāsye kadā tān

kanaka-racita-kumbha-dvandva-vinyasa-bhangi- ruci-hara-kuca-yugmam saurabhocchunam asyah sa-pulakam atha gandhais citritam kartum icchor giri-bhrta iha haste hanta dasye kada tan

कनकरचितकुम्भद्वन्द्वविन्यासभङ्गी रुचिहरकुचयुग्मं सौरभोच्छूनम अस्याः सपुलकम अथ गन्धैश चित्रितं कर्तुम इच्छोर गिरिभृत इह हस्ते हन्त दास्ये कदा तान

Lord Giridhari, the hairs of His body erect in ecstasy, desires to paint pictures on Sri Radha' full breasts, which are more beautiful than a pair of beautiful curved waterpots. When will I be allowed to place the aromati pigments in His hand?

kṛṣṇasyāṁse vinihita-bhuja-vallir utphulla-romā rāmā keyaṁ kalayatitaraṁ bhūdharāraṇya-lakṣmīm jñātaṁ jñātaṁ praṇaya-catulā vyākulā rāga-pūrair anyā kānte sahacari vinā rādhikām īdṛśī vā

krsnasyamse vinihita-bhuja-vallir utphulla-roma rama keyam kalayatitaram bhudhararanya-laksmim jnatam jnatam pranaya-catula vyakula raga-purair anya kante sahacari vina radhikam idrsi va

कृष्णस्यांसे विनिहितभुजवल्लिर उत्फुल्लरोमा रामा केयं कलयतितरं भूधरारण्यलक्ष्मीम ज्ञातं ज्ञातं प्रणयचतुला व्याकुला रागपूरैर अन्या कान्ते सहचरि विना राधिकाम ईदृशी वा

"Who is this goddess, the vine of Her arm resting on Krsna's shoulder and the hairs of Her body upright in ecstasy as She gazes at the beauty of this forest near a hill?" "Beautiful friend, know that this girl trembling in a flood of spiritual love is Sri Radhika. Who else could it be?"

apūrva-premābdheḥ parimala-payaḥ-phena-nivahaiḥ sadā yo jīvātur yam iha kṛpayāsiñcad atulam idānīṁ durdaivāt pratipada-vipad-dāva-valito nirālambaḥ so 'yaṁ kam iha tam ṛte yātu śaraṇam

apurva-premabdheh parimala-payah-phena-nivahaih sada yo jivatur yam iha krpayasincad atulam idanim durdaivat pratipada-vipad-dava-valito niralambah so 'yam kam iha tam rte yatu saranam

अपूर्वप्रेमाब्धेः परिमलपयःफेननिवहैः सदा यो जीवातुर यम इह कृपयासिञ्चद अतुलम इदानीं दुर्दैवात प्रतिपदविपद्दाववलितो निरालम्बः सो ऽयं कम इह तम ऋते यातु शरणम

He was my life and soul. Again and again he kindly splashed me with the fragrant waters of shoreless ocean of limitless love. Now misfortune forces me to become swallowed by the forest fires of material calamities. I have no shelter. Except for him, of whom can I take shelter?

śūnyāyate mahā-goṣṭhaṁ girīndro 'jagarāyate vyāghra-tuṇḍāyate kuṇḍaṁ jīvātu-rahitasya me

sunyayate maha-gostham girindro 'jagarayate vyaghra-tundayate kundam jivatu-rahitasya me

शून्यायते महागोष्ठं गिरीन्द्रो ऽजगरायते व्याघ्रतुण्डायते कुण्डं जीवातुरहितस्य मे

Now that I no longer have the sustainer of my life, the land of Vraja has become empty and desolate, Govardhana Hill has become like a great python, and Radha-kunda has become like the gaping mouth of a ferocious tiger.

na patati yadi dehas tena kiṁ tasya doṣaḥ sa kila kuliśa-sārair yad vidhātrā vyadhāyī ayam api para-hetur gāḍha-tarkeṇa dṛṣṭaḥ prakaṭa-kadana-bhāraṁ ko vahatṭ anyathā vā

na patati yadi dehas tena kim tasya dosah sa kila kulisa-sarair yad vidhatra vyadhayi ayam api para-hetur gadha-tarkena drstah prakata-kadana-bharam ko vahatt anyatha va

न पतति यदि देहस तेन किं तस्य दोषः स किल कुलिशसारैर यद विधात्रा व्यधायी अयम अपि परहेतुर गाढतर्केण दृष्टः प्रकटकदनभारं को वहत्ट अन्यथा वा

It is not the fault of my body that it does not immediately fall down and die. By deep logical analysis I have concluded that the creator Brahma must have constructed my body from the strongest thunderbolts. How else could it be able to bear the weight of all this pain?

giri-vara-taṭa-kuñje mañju-vṛndāvaneśa- sarasi ca racayan śrī-rādhikā-kṛṣṇa-kīrtim dhṛta-rati ramaṇīyaṁ saṁsmaraṁs tat-padābjaṁ vraja-dadhi-phalam aśnan sarva-kālaṁ vasāmi

giri-vara-tata-kunje manju-vrndavanesa- sarasi ca racayan sri-radhika-krsna-kirtim dhrta-rati ramaniyam samsmarams tat-padabjam vraja-dadhi-phalam asnan sarva-kalam vasami

गिरिवरतटकुञ्जे मञ्जुवृन्दावनेश सरसि च रचयन श्रीराधिकाकृष्णकीर्तिम धृतरति रमणीयं संस्मरंस तत्पदाब्जं व्रजदधिफलम अश्नन सर्वकालं वसामि

Chanting the glories of Sri Sri Radha'-Krsna, with love remembering Their charming lotus feet, and eating the fruit and yogurt of Vraja, may I eternally live in the forest at the base of the best of hills by the beautiful lake that belongs to the queen of Vrndavana.

vasato giri-vara-taṭa-kuñje lapataḥ śrī-rādhike 'nu kṛṣṇeti dhāyato vraja-dadhi-takraṁ nātha sadā me dināni gacchantu

vasato giri-vara-tata-kunje lapatah sri-radhike 'nu krsneti dhayato vraja-dadhi-takram natha sada me dinani gacchantu

वसतो गिरिवरतटकुञ्जे लपतः श्रीराधिके ऽनु कृष्णेति धायतो व्रजदधितक्रं नाथ सदा मे दिनानि गच्छन्तु

O Lord, please allow me to pass my days living on yogurt and buttermilk under the king of hills. Permit me again and again to call out, "O Radha! O Krsna!"