Sanskrit

Calcutta, January 14, 1987

Tvam mama priyaha tvamasi ameya
Vasasi manasi vrajaraja
Chandana charchitaha kaustubha nanditah
Kinshukadhara Mathura rajaha
Vasasi manasi vrajaraja

Tamal nipavane benuka svanane
Hasadasi priyamama svapane jagarane
Chintayamasi kripyam snapayasi
Bahasi antaredhiraja
Vasasi manasi vrajaraja

Agachhatu priya marme gabhire mama
Tushare dhavalata hutashe dahika sama
Ritambhara dyuti svayambhara priti
Vishvatita adhiraja
Vasasi manasi vrajaraja

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Translation:

(From PrabhatSamgiita.net)

O Lord, You are immeasurable.
You have taken Your seat in the mental Vraja.
O noble child of Mathura,
Your body is anointed with sandal paste and decorated with kaostubha gems.
It emanates the beauty of a red kinshuka flower.

In the tamala, kadamba and bamboo groves of Gokula,
You appear before me, in my wakeful and sleeping states,
with a charming smile, as if standing under the trees
You are in my thought. You always shower Your grace upon all.
You are the effulgent light in the core of every heart.
Come, O dear Lord, into the depths of my heart.

Be with me like the inherent quality of whiteness in snow or the burning faculty in fire.
Your effulgence engulfs every particle of the creation.
Your overflowing love fills every microcosm.
You are above and beyond the universe.
You are the Supreme Lord of the intellect of every unit being.