Tabhanghri Kamala Dwoy lyrics

hari he tabāṅghri-kamala-dwoya bilāsa-bikrama-moya parābara jagata byāpiyā sarba-khaṇa bartamāna bhakta-kleśa-abasāna lagi' sadā prastuta hoiyā

hari he tabanghri-kamala-dwoya bilasa-bikrama-moya parabara jagata byapiya sarba-khana bartamana bhakta-klesa-abasana lagi' sada prastuta hoiya

हरि हे तबाङ्घ्रिकमलद्wओय बिलासबिक्रममोय पराबर जगत ब्यापिया सर्बखण बर्तमान भक्तक्लेशअबसान लगिऽ सदा प्रस्तुत होइया

Oh my Lord Hari! Your twin lotus feet are full of mighty prowess in performing transcendental pastimes, which are constantly expanding daily throughout both the material and spiritual worlds. Such pastimes are eternally being performed just to mitigate all the sufferings of Your devotees. For this reason only are Your eightfold pastimes enacted.

jagatera sei dhana āmi jaga-madhya-jana ata eba sama adhikāra āmi kibā bhāgya-hīna sādhane bañcita dīna ki kāja jībane āra chāra

jagatera sei dhana ami jaga-madhya-jana ata eba sama adhikara ami kiba bhagya-hina sadhane bancita dina ki kaja jibane ara chara

जगतेर सेइ धन आमि जगमध्यजन अत एब सम अधिकार आमि किबा भाग्यहीन साधने बञ्चित दीन कि काज जीबने आर छार

Despite the presence of Your pastimes here, which are the real treasure of this universe, I am still bereft of all good fortune, for I have cheated myself out of worshiping Your lotus feet in devotional service. Thus I am most fallen, and there is no one else quite as fallen as me. What other activities could possibly be more sinful than those which were performed by me throughout my entire lifetime?

kṛpā binā nāhi gati e bhaktibinoda ati dainya kori' bole prabhu pāya kabe taba kṛpā pe'ye uṭhibo sabale dhe'ye heribo se pada-juga hāya

krpa bina nahi gati e bhaktibinoda ati dainya kori' bole prabhu paya kabe taba krpa pe'ye uthibo sabale dhe'ye heribo se pada-juga haya

कृपा बिना नाहि गति ए भक्तिबिनोद अति दैन्य कोरिऽ बोले प्रभु पाय कबे तब कृपा पेऽये उठिबो सबले धेऽये हेरिबो से पदजुग हाय

Now Bhaktivinoda, with the utmost humility says to You, oh Lord... without Your causeless mercy, I have no other refuge. Alas! When will I get Your kind favor? I will stand up and forcefully run for You, and then I will behold Your beautiful lotus feet with my very eyes.