Chinna Svarna Vinindi Cikkana lyrics

chinna-svarṇa-vinindi-cikkaṇa-ruciṁ smerāṁ vayaḥ-sandhito ramyāṁ rakta-sucīna-paṭṭa-vasanāṁ veśena vibhrājitām udghūrṇā-chiti-kaṇṭha-piñcha-vilasadveṇīṁ mukundaṁ manāk paśyantīṁ nayanāñcalena muditāṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

chinna-svarna-vinindi-cikkana-rucim smeram vayah-sandhito ramyam rakta-sucina-patta-vasanam vesena vibhrajitam udghurna-chiti-kantha-pincha-vilasadvenim mukundam manak pasyantim nayanancalena muditam radham kadaham bhaje

छिन्नस्वर्णविनिन्दिचिक्कणरुचिं स्मेरां वयःसन्धितो रम्यां रक्तसुचीनपट्टवसनां वेशेन विभ्राजिताम उद्घूर्णाछितिकण्ठपिञ्छविलसद्वेणीं मुकुन्दं मनाक पश्यन्तीं नयनाञ्चलेन मुदितां राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha, whose complexion eclipses the splendor of gold, who is a smiling, beautiful young girl, who is gloriously dressed in red silk garments, whose splendid, moving braids are decorated with peacock feathers, and who happily catches a glimpse of Lord Mukunda from the corner of Her eye?

yasyāḥ kānta-tanūllasat-parimalenākṛṣṭa uccaiḥ sphurad- gopī-vṛnda-mukhāravinda-madhu tat prītyā dhayann apy adaḥ muñcan vartmani bambhramīti madato govinda-bhṛṅgaḥ satāṁ vṛndāraṇya-vareṇya-kalpa-latikāṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

yasyah kanta-tanullasat-parimalenakrsta uccaih sphurad- gopi-vrnda-mukharavinda-madhu tat pritya dhayann apy adah muncan vartmani bambhramiti madato govinda-bhrngah satam vrndaranya-varenya-kalpa-latikam radham kadaham bhaje

यस्याः कान्ततनूल्लसत्परिमलेनाकृष्ट उच्चैः स्फुरद गोपीवृन्दमुखारविन्दमधु तत प्रीत्या धयन्न अप्य अदः मुञ्चन वर्त्मनि बम्भ्रमीति मदतो गोविन्दभृङ्गः सतां वृन्दारण्यवरेण्यकल्पलतिकां राधां कदाहं भजे

Attracted by the splendid fragrance of Radha's beautiful transcendental form, the bumblebee Govinda at once gave up happily drinking the honey of the gopis' lotus lips and madly flew to Sri Radha, the beautiful kalpa vine of Vrndanvana forest. When will I serve Sri Radha?

śrīmat-kuṇḍa-taṭī-kuḍuṅga-bhavane krīḍā-kalānāṁ guruṁ talpe mañjula-malli-komala-dalaiḥ klpte muhur mādhavam jitvā māninam akṣa-saṅgara-vidhau smitvā dṛg-antotsavairt yuñjānāṁ hasituṁ sakhīḥ param aho rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

srimat-kunda-tati-kudunga-bhavane krida-kalanam gurum talpe manjula-malli-komala-dalaih klpte muhur madhavam jitva maninam aksa-sangara-vidhau smitva drg-antotsavairt yunjanam hasitum sakhih param aho radham kadaham bhaje

श्रीमत्कुण्डतटीकुडुङ्गभवने क्रीडाकलानां गुरुं तल्पे मञ्जुलमल्लिकोमलदलैः क्ल्प्ते मुहुर माधवम जित्वा मानिनम अक्षसङ्गरविधौ स्मित्वा दृगन्तोत्सवैर्त युञ्जानां हसितुं सखीः परम अहो राधां कदाहं भजे

In a forest cottage by the shore of a beautiful lake, reclining on a coach of charming, delicate jasmine petals, and again and again defeating proud Madhava in the dice game, Radha smiles, and with a festival of many sidelong glances causes her friends to laugh. When will I serve Sri Radha?

rāse prema-rasena kṛṣṇa-vidhunā sārdhaṁ sakhībhir vṛtāṁ bhāvair aṣṭabhir eva sāttvikatarair lāsyaṁ rasais tanvatīm vīṇā-veṇu-mṛdaṅga-kiṅkini-calan-mañjīra-cūḍoccalad- dhvānaiḥ sphīta-sugīta-mañju-nitarāṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

rase prema-rasena krsna-vidhuna sardham sakhibhir vrtam bhavair astabhir eva sattvikatarair lasyam rasais tanvatim vina-venu-mrdanga-kinkini-calan-manjira-cudoccalad- dhvanaih sphita-sugita-manju-nitaram radham kadaham bhaje

रासे प्रेमरसेन कृष्णविधुना सार्धं सखीभिर वृतां भावैर अष्टभिर एव सात्त्विकतरैर लास्यं रसैस तन्वतीम वीणावेणुमृदङ्गकिङ्किनिचलन्मञ्जीरचूडोच्चलद ध्वानैः स्फीतसुगीतमञ्जुनितरां राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha who, surrounded by Her friends, filled with the nectar of love, and manifesting the eight sattvika ecstasies, sweetly sings to the accompaniment of vinas, flutes, mrdangas, and the tinkling of anklets and other ornaments, and gracefully dances in the rasa-lila with the moon that is Lord Krsna.

uddāma-smara-keli-saṅgara-bhare kāmaṁ vanāntaḥ-khale kṛṣṇenāṅkita-pīna-parvata-kuca-dvandvāṁ nakhair astrakaiḥ tad darpeṇa tathā madoddhuram aho taṁ viddham ākurvatīṁ dūre svāli-kulaiḥ kṛtāśiṣam aho rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

uddama-smara-keli-sangara-bhare kamam vanantah-khale krsnenankita-pina-parvata-kuca-dvandvam nakhair astrakaih tad darpena tatha madoddhuram aho tam viddham akurvatim dure svali-kulaih krtasisam aho radham kadaham bhaje

उद्दामस्मरकेलिसङ्गरभरे कामं वनान्तःखले कृष्णेनाङ्कितपीनपर्वतकुचद्वन्द्वां नखैर अस्त्रकैः तद दर्पेण तथा मदोद्धुरम अहो तं विद्धम आकुर्वतीं दूरे स्वालिकुलैः कृताशिषम अहो राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha, who in the middle of the forest enjoyed pastimes of ferocious amorous battle with passionate Krsna, striking Him as He scratched the great mountains of her breasts and Her friends offered prayers and blessings from far away?

mitrāṇāṁ nikarair vṛtena hariṇā svairaṁ girīndrāntike śulkādāna-miṣeṇa vartmani hathād dambhena ruddhāñcalam sārdhaṁ smera-sakhībhir uddhura-girāṁ bhaṅgyā kṣipantīṁ ruṣā bhrū-darpair vilasā-cakora-nayanāṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

mitranam nikarair vrtena harina svairam girindrantike sulkadana-misena vartmani hathad dambhena ruddhancalam sardham smera-sakhibhir uddhura-giram bhangya ksipantim rusa bhru-darpair vilasa-cakora-nayanam radham kadaham bhaje

मित्राणां निकरैर वृतेन हरिणा स्वैरं गिरीन्द्रान्तिके शुल्कादानमिषेण वर्त्मनि हथाद दम्भेन रुद्धाञ्चलम सार्धं स्मेरसखीभिर उद्धुरगिरां भङ्ग्या क्षिपन्तीं रुषा भ्रूदर्पैर विलसाचकोरनयनां राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha, who replied with glittering cakora eyes, arrogant eyebrows, and an angry flood of crooked words when Krsna and His friends, pretending to demand payment of a toll, forcibly stopped Her and Her friends on the path near Govardhana Hill?

pārāvāra-vihāra-kautuka-manaḥ-pūreṇa kaṁsāriṇā sphāre mānasa-jāhnavī-jala-bhare taryāṁ samuthhāpitām jīrṇā naur mama cet skhaled iti miṣāc chāyā-dvitīyām mudā pāre khaṇḍita-kañculīṁ dhṛta-kucāṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

paravara-vihara-kautuka-manah-purena kamsarina sphare manasa-jahnavi-jala-bhare taryam samuthhapitam jirna naur mama cet skhaled iti misac chaya-dvitiyam muda pare khandita-kanculim dhrta-kucam radham kadaham bhaje

पारावारविहारकौतुकमनःपूरेण कंसारिणा स्फारे मानसजाह्नवीजलभरे तर्यां समुथ्हापिताम जीर्णा नौर मम चेत स्खलेद इति मिषाच छायाद्वितीयाम मुदा पारे खण्डितकञ्चुलीं धृतकुचां राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha? Traveling across the Manasa-ganga on a boat with Lord Krsna whose heart yearned to enjoy pastimes on the other shore, She cheerfully ripped open Her bodice when Krsna tricked Her by saying, "This old boat of Mine is about to sink."

ullāsair jala-keli-lolupa-manaḥ-pūre nidāghodgame kṣvelī-lampaṭa-mānasābhir abhitaḥ sāyaṁ sakhībhir vṛtām govindaṁ sarasi priye 'tra salila-krīḍā-vidagdhaṁ kaṇaiḥ siñcantīṁ jalayantrakeṇa payasāṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

ullasair jala-keli-lolupa-manah-pure nidaghodgame ksveli-lampata-manasabhir abhitah sayam sakhibhir vrtam govindam sarasi priye 'tra salila-krida-vidagdham kanaih sincantim jalayantrakena payasam radham kadaham bhaje

उल्लासैर जलकेलिलोलुपमनःपूरे निदाघोद्गमे क्ष्वेलीलम्पटमानसाभिर अभितः सायं सखीभिर वृताम गोविन्दं सरसि प्रिये ऽत्र सलिलक्रीडाविदग्धं कणैः सिञ्चन्तीं जलयन्त्रकेण पयसां राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha? In Her favorite lake on a warm summer evening that made Her yearn to enjoy water-pastimes, She and Her playful friends jubilantly sprinkle the expert water-sportsman Lord Govinda with water from Their jala-yantras.

vāsantī-kusumotkareṇa paritaḥ saurabhya-vistāriṇā svenālaṅkṛti-sañcayena bahudhāvirbhāvitena sphuṭam sotkampaṁ pulakodgamair mura-bhidā drāg bhūṣitāṅgīṁ kramair modenāśru-bharaiḥ plutāṁ pulakitāṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

vasanti-kusumotkarena paritah saurabhya-vistarina svenalankrti-sancayena bahudhavirbhavitena sphutam sotkampam pulakodgamair mura-bhida drag bhusitangim kramair modenasru-bharaih plutam pulakitam radham kadaham bhaje

वासन्तीकुसुमोत्करेण परितः सौरभ्यविस्तारिणा स्वेनालङ्कृतिसञ्चयेन बहुधाविर्भावितेन स्फुटम सोत्कम्पं पुलकोद्गमैर मुरभिदा द्राग भूषिताङ्गीं क्रमैर मोदेनाश्रुभरैः प्लुतां पुलकितां राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha? She is drowned with tears of joy and Her bodily hairs stand erect, as with many fragrant spring flowers Lord Krsna, trembling and the hairs of His body erect in excitement, decorates Her limbs one by one.

prāṇebhyo 'py adhika-priyā muraripor yā hanta yasyā api svīya-prāṇa-parārdhato 'py dayitās tat-pāda-reṇoḥ kaṇāḥ dhanyāṁ tāṁ jagatī-traye parilasaê-jaṅghāla-kīrtiṁ hareḥ preṣṭhā-varga-śiro 'gra-bhūṣaṇa-maṇiṁ rādhāṁ kadāhaṁ bhaje

pranebhyo 'py adhika-priya muraripor ya hanta yasya api sviya-prana-parardhato 'py dayitas tat-pada-renoh kanah dhanyam tam jagati-traye parilasae-janghala-kirtim hareh prestha-varga-siro 'gra-bhusana-manim radham kadaham bhaje

प्राणेभ्यो ऽप्य अधिकप्रिया मुररिपोर या हन्त यस्या अपि स्वीयप्राणपरार्धतो ऽप्य दयितास तत्पादरेणोः कणाः धन्यां तां जगतीत्रये परिलसêजङ्घालकीर्तिं हरेः प्रेष्ठावर्गशिरो ऽग्रभूषणमणिं राधां कदाहं भजे

When will I serve Sri Radha, who is dearer to Lord Krsna than His own life, who considers the dust of Lord Krsna's feet millions of times more dear than Her own life, who is supremely fortunate, whose fame shines in the three worlds, and who is the jewel crown of Lord Krsna's gopi beloveds?

utkaṇṭhā-daśaka-stavena nitarāṁ navyena divyaiḥ svarair vṛndāraṇya-mahendra-paṭṭa-mahiṣīṁ yaḥ stauti-samyak sudhīḥ tasmai prāṇa-samā guṇṇurasanāt sañjāta-harṣotsavaiḥ kṛṣṇo 'nargham abhīṣṭha-ratnam acirād etat sphuṭaṁ yacchati

utkantha-dasaka-stavena nitaram navyena divyaih svarair vrndaranya-mahendra-patta-mahisim yah stauti-samyak sudhih tasmai prana-sama gunnurasanat sanjata-harsotsavaih krsno 'nargham abhistha-ratnam acirad etat sphutam yacchati

उत्कण्ठादशकस्तवेन नितरां नव्येन दिव्यैः स्वरैर वृन्दारण्यमहेन्द्रपट्टमहिषीं यः स्तौतिसम्यक सुधीः तस्मै प्राणसमा गुण्णुरसनात सञ्जातहर्षोत्सवैः कृष्णो ऽनर्घम अभीष्ठरत्नम अचिराद एतत स्फुटं यच्छति

An intelligent person who glorifies the great queen of Vrndavana by reciting this prayer of ten longings (Utkantha-dasaka, with a sweet voice causes Lord Krsna to taste the transcendental qualities of Sri Radha, who is as dear to Him as His own life. Filled with festive happiness, Lord Krsna gives that reciter a supremely priceless jewel.