radha-madanagopala-lalasaya

[Guest guest]

O Nandarani,

where has He gone?

 

Your sweet little boy,

with His belt yet undone?

 

So much do I miss Him,

please tell me, someone,

 

Where has he wandered,

how far has he gone?

 

 

There's a small cowherd girl,

crying, looking for You,

 

Staring at the sky above,

at the monsoon clouds blue,

 

Weeping, for You've left her,

wishing it wasn't true,

 

You may go as you like,

but she still cares about You.

 

 

O Radhe, please help me,

to find Your beloved sweet,

 

I wish to see Your pastimes,

to be present, as You meet,

 

In serving You foodstuffs,

all prepared, clean and neat,

 

Preparing Your garlands,

and massaging Your feet.

 

 

O Syama, please bless me,

let me serve You as You please,

 

Or If You wish to hurt me,

if You only want to tease,

 

You may do as You like,

I may not be at ease,

 

Still You're my only shelter,

my love will never cease.