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Song Name: Kada Gosthe Gostha Ksitipa

Official Name: Sri Abhista Prarthanastaka

Author: Raghunatha Dasa Goswami

Book Name: Stavavali

Language: Sanskrit

 

LYRICS:

(1)

kadā goṣṭhe goṣṭha-kṣitipa-gṛha-devyā kila tayā

sa-bāṣpaḿ kurvatyā vilasati sute lālana-vidhim

muhur dṛṣṭaḿ rohiṇy-apīhita-niveśām avanataḿ

niṣeve tāmbūlair aham api viśākhā-priya-sakhīm

 

(2)

kadā gāndharvāyāḿ śuci viracayantyāḿ hari-kṛte

mudā hārān vṛndaiḥ saha sa-vayasām ātma-sadane

vicitya śrī-haste maṇim iha muhuḥ sampuṭa-cayād

aho vinyasyantī saphalayati seyaḿ bhuja-latām

 

(3)

kadā līlā-rājye vraja-vipina-rūpe vijayinī

nijaḿ bhāgyaḿ sākṣād iha vidadhatī vallabhatayā

samantād krīḍantī pika-madhupa-mukhyābhir abhitaḥ

prajābhiḥ sajuṣṭā pramadayati sā māḿ mad-adhipā

 

(4)

kadā kṛṣṇā-tīre tri-catura-sakhībhiḥ samam aho

prasūnāḿ gumphantīḿ ravisakha-sutām ānatatayā

sametya pracchannaḿ sapadi pariripsor baka-ripor

niṣedhe bhrū-bhańgaḿ bhṛśam anubhaje 'ham vyajaninī

 

(5)

kadā śubhre tasmin pulina-valaye rāsa-mahasā

suvarṇāggī-sańgheṣṭ aham-ahamikā-matta-matiṣu

harau yāte nīlotpala-nikasatāḿ jitvara-guṇād

guṇād asmān divya-draviṇam iva rādhā madayati

 

(6)

kadā bhāṇḍīrasya prathita-rucirotsańga-nilaye

varā-madhyāsīnaḿ kusumamaya-tūlīm atulitam

priye citraḿ patraḿ likhati nihita-svańga-latikāḿ

viśākhā-prāṇālīḿ bhajati diśatī varṇakam asau

 

(7)

kadā tuńge tuńge rahasi giri-śṛńge vratatijān

priye pūrvā līlā nigamayati saḿstavya nilayān

madenāviṣpaṣṭaḿ sakalita-padaḿ vrīḍitatayā

drutam autkyenaiṣā viracayati pṛcchāḿ mama puraḥ

 

(8)

gatir yan me nityā yad akhilam api svaḿ sa-vayasām

mad-īśvaryāḥ preṣṭha-praṇaya-kṛta-saubhāgya-varimā

harer yat prema-śrīr nivasatir amuṣyas tulanayā

sadā tasmin kuṇḍe lasatu lalitālī mama dṛśī

 

TRANSLATION

1) Even though her eyes were filled with tears as she caressed her playful son, and even though Rohini largely blocked her view, Mother Yasoda carefully noted the entrance of Sri Radha. When will I humbly offer betelnuts to Visakha's friend, Sri Radha?

 

2) When, again and again taking jewels from the bo and placing them in Sri Radha's hand as in Her home She and Her friends make necklaces for Lord Hari, will the vine of my hand bear fruit?

 

3) When will Sri Radha, my queen happily playing with the cuckoos, bees, and other citizens in Her pastime-kingdom of Vraja's forest, fill me with transcendental bliss?

 

4) Stringing flower garlands with three or four friends by the Yamuna's shore, Radha bends down. Hiding Krsna suddenly approaches and earnestly tries to embrace Her. She resists, knitting Her eyebrows. When will I fan Sri Radha as She enjoys these pastimes?

 

5) In the splendid rasa dance arena on the sandy shore Lord Hari became a blue-lotus testing-stone to test the value of a host of golden-complexioned girls intoxicated with pride. When will Sri Radha, the greatest treasure among them, delight us all?

 

6) When will this person draw a picture of Radha's beloved Krsna? When will this person give the picture to the flowering vine that is Visakha's dear friend Radha' as She sits with Her friends on thrones of flowers deep in beautiful Bhandiravana Forest? When will this person show that picture to Krsna?

 

7) When in a solitary place at the top of a mountain will She point out the various cottages of flowering vines and recount the pastimes She enjoyed there? When, filled with happiness, embarassment, will She eagerly ask me a question in stuttering words?

 

8) This lake is my eternal home. It is everything for Radha's friends. It is filled with the glory of Radha's love for Krsna. Krsna loves it as much as He loves Radha. I pray that at this lake Lalita's friend Radha may eternally enjoy pastimes before my eyes.

 

REMARKS/EXTRA INFORMATION:

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UPDATED: June 27, 2009