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Song Name: Saludo Al Señor De Eterna Forma De Gozo
Official Name: Damodarastakam
Author: Atulananda Acarya
Book Name: None
Saludo al Señor de eterna forma de gozo
De aros brillantes que nace en Gokula
Huye de Yasoda como temeroso
Pero ella es más veloz y lo captura
Un muy fuerte llanto derraman Sus ojos
A los que refriegan Sus manos de loto
Su cuello de tres líneas tiembla agitado
Y el collar de quien por bhakti es atado
Estos pasatiempos son lagos de gozo
En los que sumerge a Sus devotos
Que el bhakti puro lo conquista demuestra
Con amor le ofrezco cientos de reverencias
¡Oh Señor de gracia! de Tí no pido
Ni liberación ni Vaikuntha mismo
Esta forma tuya de niño Gopala
Muestra siempre en mí, fuera de eso nada
Tu rostro de loto con risos negros
Los besos de Yasoda lo tiñeron
Con sus labios rojos cual fruta bimba
Sólo eso muestra nada más me admira
Reverencias Damodara, Ananta, Visnu
Ten piedad estoy en aflicción sumido
Mira con Tu gracia a este pobre caído
Muéstrate a este tonto, sé compasivo
Como salvaste a los hijos de Kuvera
Dándoles cabida a Tu devoción sincera
Así el prema-bhakti a mí también regala
No me des mukti ¡Oh Damodara!
A esa refulgente amarra reverencio
Y a Tu abdomen que guarda al universo
Reverencia a Radha por Ti tan querida
Y a Tu ilimitado y divino lila
1) To the Supreme Lord, whose form is the embodiment of eternal existence, knowledge, and bliss, whose shark-shaped earrings are swinging to and fro, who is beautifully shining in the divine realm of Gokula, who I (due to the offense of breaking the pot of yogurt that His mother was churning into butter and then stealing the butter that was kept hanging from a swing) is quickly running from the wooden grinding mortar in fear of mother Yasoda, but who has been caught from behind by her who ran after Him with greater speed--to that Supreme Lord, Sri Damodara, I offer my humble obeisances.
2) (Seeing the whipping stick in His mother's hand) He is crying and rubbing His eyes again and again with His two lotus hands. His eyes are filled with fear, and the necklace of pearls around His neck, which is marked with three lines like a conch shell, is shaking because of His quick breathing due to crying. To this Supreme Lord, Sri Damodara, whose belly is bound not with ropes but with His mother's pure love, I offer my humble obeisances.
3) By such childhood pastimes as this He is drowning the inhabitants of Gokula in pools of ecstasy, and is revealing to those devotees who are absorbed in knowledge of His supreme majesty and opulence that He is only conquered by devotees whose pure love is imbues with intimacy and is free from all conceptions of awe and reverence. With great love I again offer my obeisances to Lord Damodara hundreds and hundreds of times.
4) O Lord, although You are able to give all kinds of benedictions, I do not pray to You for the boon of impersonal liberation, nor the highest liberation of eternal life in Vaikuntha, nor any other boon (which may be obtained by executing the nine processes of bhakti). O Lord, I simply wish that this form of Yours as Bala Gopala in Vrndavana may ever be manifest in my heart, for what is the use to me of any other boon besides this?
5) O Lord, Your lotus face, which is encircled by locks of soft black hair tinged with red, is kissed again and again by mother Yasoda, and Your lips are reddish like the bimba fruit. May this beautiful vision of Your lotus face be ever manifest in my heart. Thousands and thousands of other benedictions are of no use to me.
6) O Supreme Godhead, I offer my obeisances unto You. O Damodara! O Ananta! O Vishnu! O master! O my Lord, be pleased upon me. By showering Your glance of mercy upon me, deliver this poor ignorant fool who is immersed in an ocean of worldly sorrows, and become visible to my eyes.
7) O Lord Damodara, just as the two sons of Kuvera--Manigriva and Nalakuvara--were delivered from the curse of Narada and made into great devotees by You in Your form as a baby tied with rope to a wooden grinding mortar, in the same way, please give to me Your own prema-bhakti. I only long for this and have no desire for any kind of liberation.
8) O Lord Damodara, I first of all offer my obeisances to the brilliantly effulgent rope which binds Your belly. I then offer my obeisances to Your belly, which is the abode of the entire universe. I humbly bow down to Your most beloved Srimati Radharani, and I offer all obeisances to You, the Supreme Lord, who displays unlimited pastimes.
This is the Spanish translation of the song “Namamisvaram Saccidananda Rupam.”
UPDATED: July 9, 2009