Poem of Narottama das Thakur
by A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami
Although I have come to this human form
My Lord I have passed my life uselessly.
I did not care to serve Radha and Krishna
Yet I have swallowed poison carelessly.
Hare Krishna comes straight from Krishna Loka,
But with chanting I have no connection.
Day and night I’m burning in this dark world
Without working to make the correction.
Lord Krishna has appeared as Sachi’s Son,
Balarama has descended as Nityai.
By chanting, the wretched have all been saved,
Including even Jagai and Madhai.
Oh my dear Lord, O Son of King Nanda,
Together with Brishabanu’s daughter—
“I’ve no shelter but Radha and Krishna,”
Humbly prays Narottama Das Thakur.
—translated by A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami