Yamihe Kamiha Saranam lyrics

(Refrain) yāmihe kamiha śaraṇaṁ sakhī-jana-vacana-vañcitā

(Refrain) yamihe kamiha saranam sakhi-jana-vacana-vancita

(Rएfरैन्) यामिहे कमिह शरणं सखीजनवचनवञ्चिता

Hari did not come as He promised My form and figure have become ruined is a waste.

kathita-samaye'pi harir ahaha na yayau vanam mama viphalam idam amala-rūpam api yauvanam

kathita-samaye'pi harir ahaha na yayau vanam mama viphalam idam amala-rupam api yauvanam

कथितसमयेऽपि हरिर अहह न ययौ वनम मम विफलम इदम अमलरूपम अपि यौवनम

Hari did not come as He promised My form and figure have become ruined is a waste.

yad-anugamanāya niśi gahanam api śilitam tena mama hṛdayam idam asama-śara-kīlitam

yad-anugamanaya nisi gahanam api silitam tena mama hrdayam idam asama-sara-kilitam

यदनुगमनाय निशि गहनम अपि शिलितम तेन मम हृदयम इदम असमशरकीलितम

Seeking the Lord’s shelter, I fled from home in the night to enter this dark forest. Finally upon meeting up with Him, I feel that Cupid’s arrows are shot.

mama maraṇam eva varam iti vitatha-ketanā kim iha viṣahāmi virahānalam acetanā

mama maranam eva varam iti vitatha-ketana kim iha visahami virahanalam acetana

मम मरणम एव वरम इति वितथकेतना किम इह विषहामि विरहानलम अचेतना

O what is the use of My life? How can I remain calm in the pangs of separation? O, surely death would be more appropriate!

mām ahaha vidhurayati madhura-madhu-yāminī kāpi harim anubhavati kṛta-sukṛta-kāminī

mam ahaha vidhurayati madhura-madhu-yamini kapi harim anubhavati krta-sukrta-kamini

माम अहह विधुरयति मधुरमधुयामिनी कापि हरिम अनुभवति कृतसुकृतकामिनी

This lovely spring night is torturing me, which associate has fortune to get Krsna?

ahaha kalayāmi valayādi-maṇi-bhūṣaṇam hari-viraha-dahana-vahanena bahu-dūṣaṇam

ahaha kalayami valayadi-mani-bhusanam hari-viraha-dahana-vahanena bahu-dusanam

अहह कलयामि वलयादिमणिभूषणम हरिविरहदहनवहनेन बहुदूषणम

Oh Krsna! I am nicely dressed in wonderful garments to please you, yet the burning separation is giving Me pain, only!

kusuma-sukumāra-tanum atanu-śara-līlayā srag api hṛdi hanti mām ativiṣama-śilayā

kusuma-sukumara-tanum atanu-sara-lilaya srag api hrdi hanti mam ativisama-silaya

कुसुमसुकुमारतनुम अतनुशरलीलया स्रग अपि हृदि हन्ति माम अतिविषमशिलया

This flower garland resting over my hearts stings body, like the arrows of the cruel hunter!

aham iha nivasāmi na-gaṇita-vana-vetasā smarati madhusūdano mām api na cetasā

aham iha nivasami na-ganita-vana-vetasa smarati madhusudano mam api na cetasa

अहम इह निवसामि नगणितवनवेतसा स्मरति मधुसूदनो माम अपि न चेतसा

Tolerating the scratching, thorny thickets of this betasi flower garland, for some reason, My beloved Lord Madhusudana has completely forgotten about Me!

hari-caraṇa-śaraṇa-jayadeva-kavi-bhāratī vasatu hṛdi yuvatir iva komala-kalāvatī

hari-carana-sarana-jayadeva-kavi-bharati vasatu hrdi yuvatir iva komala-kalavati

हरिचरणशरणजयदेवकविभारती वसतु हृदि युवतिर इव कोमलकलावती

The poet Jayadeva, who surrenders at Krsna’s lotus feet, says: “Let this song embrace your heart like a soft, gopi who gives loving pleasure and service to the Lord.”