Adore thy feet my Master
And those who are devotees.
Rupa with elder and the other
Jiva Adwaita with societies.
Krishna Chaitanya is my Lord
Radha Krishna and Lalita accord.
Vishaka is there in the midst.
That’s my prayer in the gist.
I wish my eyes flow in tears
As my heart Gouranga it hears
Hari thy name could I say
Nitaichand thy blessings may
Curb my desire to Lord it over,
Let my body in ecstasy shiver
Let my mind freed of matter
May I see Vrindaban scatter
May I know what Rupa is
Who unfolds to me the loving pair
Let my mind fixed up in them
Narottam shall not be despair.
Glory to Radha and Krishna in Vrindaban
Equally to Govinda Gopinath and Madanmohan.
Shyamkunda Radhakunda hilly Goverdhan
Kalindi Jamuna river and forest Mahaban.
Keshighat Bansibat and dozens of garden
The places of pastimes by Nanda’s son
Glory to Nanda Yasoda and cowherdsmen
Sridam and friends who follow amen.
Glory to Vrisvanu his wife beautiful
Glory to the full moon and the town of bull.
Glory to Gopiswar at Vrindaban fixed
Glory to the Brahmin who Krishna mixed.
Glory to Ramghat and Rohini’s son
Glory to all who reside Vrindaban.
Glory to the Brahmin’s wife and mermaid
Who in devotional service respects paid.
Glory to the arena where dance performed
Radha and Shyama who bumper stormed.
Glory to the zest of excellent mellow.
Paramourous feeling in-trance of kilo.
It’s Krishnadas poet who chants
Lotus feet of Jahnava he remembers.