1. At Radha's, Radika's of Sri Krishan Muraryi's feet,
Would we kneel in reverence and,
Lay prostrate !

2. Riding a 'Garuda', Sri Krishna Maharaj
Looks like a grand, green Parrot !
Childlike smatterings of His, hear
O, Ye, Wild mynas !
In reverence, would we kneel and,
Lay prostrate at Their feet.

3. Sweet flute-notes would restore to us, life,
Should Krishna Murari play on His flute:
Thus'ld lighten the load of sin
On the earth !
In reverance'ld we kneel and,
Lay prostrate at Their feet.

4. Gathered together, Devies and Devatas, all,
Kneeling low in humility, are
Submitting their pleas before Him:
'Be compassionate to us, O, Thee, the merciful !' I
n reverence'ld we kneel and,
Lay prostrate at Their feet.

5. Gala guests, rajas and princes, from all sides.
Have arrived riding,
Horses, elephants and rathas:
Vimans they've bedecked
For Thee, the Rajkumaries !
In reverence'ld we kneel and,
Lay prostrate at Their feet.

6. Listening to their words in attention,
Thy hands are still in henna !
Sparkling bright that Thy pearls are,
Who hast fished them out of the sea ?
In reverence'ld we kneel and,
Lay prostrate at Their feet.

7. Parmanand turned gray while waiting
For Thee, for too long !
Pull him on to the Supreme Self:
Radha Krishna alone'll listen to
Every plea through every window !
In reverence'ld we kneel and,
Lay prostrate at Their feet.