Sri Krishna Karnamrutham-Chapter II

Sri Krishna Karnamrutham
Dwitheeya aaswasa

Nectar to the ears of Lord Krishna
Second chapter

Translated by
P.R.Ramachander


Abhinava navaneetha snighamaapeetha dughdam,
Dadhi kana pari dighdham mugdhamangam murare,
Disathu bhuvana kruchra cchedhi thapincha gucha,
Cchavee nava sikhi pincha lanchitham vanchitham vaa. 2-1

Let our wishes be fulfilled by the pretty form of Lord Krishna,
Whose body shines as he eats new butter and drinks new milk,
Who is pretty being coated with curds all over his body,
Who removes all the great sufferings of the people of three worlds,
Who is of the blue colour of the new tender leaves of mango,
And is decorated prettily by the use of peacock feathers.

Yaam drushtwa Yamunaam pipasura nisam vyooho gavaam gaahathe,
Vidhyuthwanithi neela kanda nivahho yam drushtumulkandathe,
Utham saya thamala pallavamithi chindhathi yam gopik,
Kaanthi kaliya sasanasya vapusha ssaa pavanee pathu na. 2-2

Let us be protected by the splendour of the body Of Krishna,
Which makes crowds of cows to go there to drink water thinking it is Yamuna,
Which makes crowds of peacocks open their feathers and dance thinking it is dark cloud,
Which makes Gopis go near to pinch it for wearing it in their ears thinking it is new leaves of a tree,
And which is the powerful splendour of Krishna, who punished Kaliya serpent.

Deva payath payasi vimale yaamune majjatheenaam,
Yaachanthi naamanu naya padair vanchithanyam shukaani,
Lajja lolai ralasa vilasai runmishathpancha baanair,
Gopa sthreenaamnayana kusumairarchitha Kesavo na. 2-3

Let us be protected by Lord Kesava worshipped by the eyes of Gopis,
Whose dresses were stolen when they were taking bath in the clear Yamuna,
And those Gopis begged to get those dresses back by sweet words,
And slowly loosing their boredom and shyness they sent arrows of love by their eyes.

Mathar natha paramanuchitham yath khalaanaam purastha-,
Dasthasangam jatara pitari porthae varthithasi,
Thath kshanthavyam sahaja sarale , vathsale, vani kuryaam,
Prayachitham guna gana nayaa gopa veshasya vishno. 2-4

Oh mother who is naturally sweet, Oh dear one,
This bad fellow committed a grave mistake ,
By spending some time in your belly and as a ,
Redemption I speak the names and goodness of the cowherd.

Angulyagrai aruna kiranair muktha samruddharandhram,
Vaaram vaaram vadanamaruthaa venu nadha paranna,
Vythyashangrim vikacha kamala cchayaa visthara nethram,
Vande vrundavana sucharitham, nanda gopala soonum. 2-5

I salute the son of Nanda , who made Vrundavana Holy,
Who by his reddish finger tips again and again fills up by air,
In to the flute which has holes which need to be opened and shut again and again,
Who sits cross legged and who has eyes which are like fully open lotus flower.

Mandam mandam madhura ninadair venumapoorayantham,
Vrundam vrundavana bhuvigavaam charayantham charantham,
Chando bhage satha makha mukha dwamsinaam dhanavaanaam,
Hantharam tham kadaya rasane , Gopa kanya bhujangam. 2-6

Please tell us about the sweet heart of the Gopi lasses,
Who slowly and slowly fills the flute with sweet music,
Who slowly drives the cattle herd inside Brindavan.,
Who is the subject mater of Upanishads which is a part of Vedas,
And who kills the asura enemies of Indra and other devas.

Veni mole virachitha Ghana shyama pinchava choodo,
Vidhyulekha valayitha tiva snigdha peethambarena,
Maamaalingan marathaka mani sthambha Gambeera bahu,
Swapnedrushtastharuna Thulasi bhooshano neela megha. 2-7

I saw in my dream that the God with his Thulsi Garland,
And with colour of the blue cloud,
Embraced me tightly using his emerald pillar like hands,
And he had decorated his dense hair with a peacock feather,
And wore a yellow silk round him and appeared as if lightning is surrounded him.

Krishne hruthwaa vasana nichayam koola kunjaadhi roode,
Mugdha kachinmuhurr anayai kinwathi vyaharanthi,
Sabroo bangam sada rahasitham sathrapam saanuraagam,
Cchayaa soure kara thala gathanyamba ranya chakarsha. 2-8

When Krishna took away the bundle of cloths,
And climbed on a tree in the banks of the river,
One young girl with nice words asked him again and again,
With a smile and with bent eye brows and shyness and love
“Why are you doing like this” , and started pulling her dress,
From the hands of Krishna’s shadow in the river.

Api janushi parasminnatha punyo bhaveyam,
Thata bhuvi yamunaayaasthaa druso vamsa nala,
Anubhavathi ya yesha srimadhaabhira sthano,
Radharamani sameepanyaasadhanyamavasthaam. 2-9

This flute has experienced the blessed fortunate state,
Of being kept near the lips of the Gopa boy,
And to experience this state in my next life,
Would I be born as a bamboo plant in the shores of Yamuna?

Ayi parichinu chetha pratharambhoja nethram,
Kabara kalitha chanchath pincha dhaamabhi ramam,
Vallabhidupala neelam, vallavi bhaga dheyam
Nikhila nigama valli moola kandam mukundam. 2-10

Oh mind keep on meditating without stop on Mukunda,
Who has eyes like the lotus flower during sun rise,
Who shines due to the peacock feathers in his hair,
Who is as blue as sapphire and is the luck of Gopis,
And who is the root of the collection of Vedas.

Ayi murali , mukunda smera vaktharavinda,
Swasana madhura samgne, thwaam pranamyadhya yache,
Adhara mani sameepam prapthavathyam bhvathwam,
Kadhaya rahasi karnemadrusaam nanda soono. 2-11

Oh flute, who knows the sweet taste of the air.,
Coming, from the smiling lotus like face of Mukunda,
I salute you now and request you who has gone near,
The gem like red lips of the great Lord,
“Tell in the ears of the son of Nanda about my state.”

Sajala jaladha neelam , vallavee keli lolam,
Sritha sura tharu moolam, vidhydhullasi chelam,
Nath asura muni jalam, sanmano bimba leelam,
Sura ripu kula kalam,Naumi Gopala balam. 2-12

I salute that child Gopala , who is saluted by seers and devas,
Who is blue like a water rich cloud and likes to play with Gopis,
Who sits below a wish giving tree and looks like a streak of lightning,
Who is death to enemies of devas and plays in mind of good people.

Adhara bimba vidambitha vidhrumam,
Madhura venu ninadha vinodhitham,
Kamala komala kamra mukhambhujam,
Kamapi Gopa kumara mupasmahe. 2-13

I meditate on the incomparable cowherd boy,
Whose reddish lips defeats even the red coral,
Who entertains us with sweet music from his flute,
And who has very pretty face like that of a lotus.

Adhara vinivesya vamsa naalam,
Vivaraanyasya saleelamangulibhi,
Muhoorantharayan muhoorvivrunvan,
Madhuram gayathi Madavo vanathe. 2-14

In the middle of forest Madhava is singing,
Keeping the flute near to his lips,
And keeping his fingers near its holes,
And playfully opening and closing those holes.

Vadane navaneetha gandha vaaham,
Vachana thaskara chathuri dhureenam,
Nayane kuhanasrumaasrayedha,
Scharane Komala thandavam kumaram. 2-15

Please depend on the young boy,
With smell of new butter in his face,
With smartness of a thief in his words,
With false flowing tears in his eyes,
And with pretty dancing steps in his feet.

Amuna kila gopa gopanatham,
Yamunarodhasi nanda nandanena,
Dhamuna vana sambhava pape na,
Kimu naasou saranarthinaam saranya. 2-16

Who can tell that son of Nanda does not save ,
People who take refuge in him,
For to save the cows and cowherds,
In the shores of Yamuna, did he,
Not swallow the fire that erupted?

Jagad aadharaneeya jara bhavam,
Jalajaapathya va vichara gamyam,
Thanuthaam thanuthaam shive tharaanaam,
Sura nadhopala sundaram maho na. 2-17

Let actions other than those good be destroyed,
By the illicit lover appreciated by the world,
By the one who can be attained by thoughts of Brahma,
And one whose splendour is greater than sapphire.

Saa kapi sarva jagathamabhi rama seema,
Kaamaya no bhavathu gopa kisora murthi,
Ya shekare sruthi giraam hrudhi yoga bhaajaam,
Padambhuje cha sulabhaa Vruja sundareenaam. 2-18

Let the Gopa child who can easily be seen
In Upanishads, the acme of Vedas,
And in the heart of those who learn yoga
And in the lotus like feet of Gopi maidens,
And who is inexplicable to the mind
And is the limit of prettiness of the world,
Fulfill all our desires for ever.

Athyantha bala mathaseee kusuma prakasam,
Digvasasam kanaka bhooshana bhooshithangam,
Vithrastha kesamarunaa dharaya thaksham,
Krishnam namami manasa Vasudeva sioonum. 2-19

With my mind I salute Krishna, the son of Vasudeva,
As a very small child , as one who is black as the Athasi* flowers,
As the one who wears no cloths as a child, who wears ornaments of gold,
And as the one who has untied hair and one with reddish lips.
*A dark flower. Do not know present name.

Hasthangri nikwanitha kankana kinkineekam,
Madhye nithambhamavalambitha hema soothram,
Mukthaa kalapa muklikrutha kaka paksham,
Vandamahe vraja charam Vasueva bhagyam. 2-20

I salute the son of Vasudeva who wanders in Vruja,
Who has jingle making bangles in hand and feet,
Who has a golden thread tied around his hips,
And whose hair is tied by a golden bead chain.

Vrundavane drumathaleshu gavaam ganeshu,
Vedavasana samayeshu cha drusyathe yath,
Thad venu vadhana param shikhi pincha choodam,
Brahma smarami kamalekshanamabra neelam. 2-21

I meditate on the divine concept, who has lotus like eyes,
Who is sky blue in colour, who can be easily located,
Below trees of Brindavan , in the midst of herds of cows,
And in the Upanishads the end of Vedas, who always plays flute,
And who ornaments his braids of hair with peacock feathers.

Vyathyastha pada mavathamsi tha barhi barham,
Sachee kruthanana nivesitha Venurandhram,
Theja param parama karunikam purasthath,
Prana prayana samayemama sannidathaam. 2-22

When my soul is leaving the body, let the God be there,
Who keeps his feet differently, who decorates his hair with peacock feathers,
Who keeps the holes of the flute in his slightly bent face,
Who is greatly merciful and who is of the form of light.

Ghosha pragosha samanaya madho gunena,
Madhye babandha janani nava neetha choram,
Thath bandhanam trijagathamudharasrayena,
Maakrosa karanamaho, nitharaam bhabhoova. 2-23

In Gokula , to satisfy the loud complaints against Krishna,
His mother tied him at the belly with the rope used to tie cows.
But that tying, troubled all the three worlds in his belly,
And became reason for very loud complaints from everywhere.

Saiva vayam na khalu thathra vicharaneeyam,
Panchaksharee japa paraa nitharaam thadapi,
Chetho madheeya mathasi kusumava bhasam,
Smerananam smarathi Gopa vadhoo kisoram. 2-24

We are the followers of Shiva, without any doubt,
And are interested in chanting the five letter, “Namashivaya”,
But in spite of that my mind is always thinking of,
The son of Yasodha , who is of the colour of Athasi flowers.

Radhaa punathu jgad Achyutha datha chitha,
Mandhaanamakulayathee dadhi riktha pathre,
Thasya sthana sthabhaka chanchala lola drushtir,
Devopi dohanadhiya vrushabham nirundhan. 2-25

Giving away her mind to Krishna , Radha was,
Churning for butter in a vessel without any curd,
And seeing intently her flower bunch like breasts,
The God tied a bull for milking and let both of them make us pure.

Godhooli dhoosarithakomala kunthalagram,
Govardhanodharana keli krutha prayasam,
Gopi janasya kucha kunkumamudhrithangam,
Govinda mindu vadanam saranam Vrujama. 2-26

I completely surrender to the moon faced Govinda,
Whose hair is coated with dust raised by the hooves of cows,
Who is looking tired as he has lifted the Govardhana Mountain,
And whose body has the marks of the Kokum from the breasts of Gopis.

Yadhromandhra paripoorthi vidhava dakshaa,
Varaha janmani bhabhoovuramee samudhra,
Tham nama nadhamaravinda drusam Yasodha,
Panidwayanthara jalai snapayaam bhabhoova. 2-27

The sea waters were not even able fill the hair follicles,
Of him when he incarnated as the boar,
But now Yasoda is easily able to give him bath,
With two hand full of water to him with the lotus eye.

Varamima mupadesa madhri yadhwam,
Nigama vaneshu nithantha chara khinna,
Vichinutha bhavaneshu vallaveenaa,
Mukhanishadartha mulookhale nibhadham. 2-28

Oh, learned ones who have become tired ,
Due to traveling in the forest of Vedas,
Please hear my advice and search ,
For the meaning of Upanishads,
As some one tied to a mortar in Gopi’s homes.

Devaki thanaya poojana pootha,
Poothanaari charanodhaka doutha,
Yadyaham smrutha dhananjaya sootha,
Kim karishyathi sa may Yama dhootha. 2-29

When I become pure by worship of the son of Devaki,
When I am sinless due to the holy water from the Feet of the killer of Poothana,
And manage to keep in my mind the Charioteer of Arjuna,
What can the messenger of God of death do to me.

Bhasathaam bhava bhayaika bheshajam,
Manase mama muhur muhur muhu,
Gopa vesha mupasedusha swayam,
Yapi kapi ramaneeyatha vibho. 2-30

Having taken the role of cowherd himself,
The Lord is a wonder which cannot be explained,
And is the only medicine for the sufferings of this world,
And so let him again, again and again shine in my mind.

Karnalambitha Kadamba manjaree,
Kesar aruna kapola mandalam,
Nirmalam nigama vaga gocharam,
Neelimaana mavalokayamahe, 2-31

We are able to see the blue coloured Krishna,
Whose cheeks are tinged red due to the,
Kadamba flower bunches hanging in his ear,
Who is pure and who is beyond the reach of words.

Sachi sanjalitha lochanothpalam,
Sami kudmalitha komalaadharam,
Vegavathgitha karangulee mukham,
Venu nadha rasikam bhajamahe, 2-32

I worship Krishna who enjoys music from flute,
Who moves his blue lotus like eyes sideways,
Who has the bud like lips divided in to two,
And who moves his fingers with the speed of the notes.

Syandhane garuda manditha dwaje,
Kundine satha nayanadhiropitha,
Kena china vathamala pallava,
Syamalena purushena neeyathe. 2-33

I am seeing in front of my eyes that,
Rukhmani the princess of Kundinapura,
Is being taken in a chariot with an eagle flag,
By a man with the black colour of young leaves of Mango.

Ma yatha paandha padhi bheemaradhyaam,
Digambara kopi thamala neela,
Vinyastha hasthopi nithabha bimbe,
Doortha samakarshathichitha vitham. 2-34

Oh wayfarers , please do not go by this path,
For by the side of Bheemaradhi river stands a bad man,
Who is nude , who is blue like new leaf of mango tree,
Who is locking his hands behind his back,
And who is capable of stealing your mind and wealth.

Anganam anganam anthare Madhavo,
Madhavam Madhavam cha antharenangana,
Ithama kalpithe mandale madhyaka,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-35

Madhava in between a lady and another lady,
A lady between one Madhava and another Madhava,
And in between the round created like this,
The son of Devaki played flute extremely well.

Keki kekadhruthaneka pangeruhaa,
Leena hamsavali hruthyatha hrudhyatha,
Kamsa vamsatavee daha dhaavaanalaa,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-36

The son of Devaki who was the fire,
That burns the forest of Kamsa’s clan,
Played his flute extremely well ,
Which made the peacocks to make sounds,
And increased the happiness of the group of swans,

Kwapi veenaabhi raaraa veena kambitha,
Kwapi veenabhiraa kinkini narthitha,
Kwapi veenabhiramantharam gapitha,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-37

In one place he is made to shake by those playing the music of Veena,
In one place he is egged to dance with his anklets to the music of Veena,
In one place he is made to sing along with the music of veena,
And the son of Devaki played flute extremely well.

Charu chandravali lochanai schumbhitho,
Gopa go vrunda gopalika vallabha,
Vallavee vrunda vrundaraka kamuka,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-38

Being kissed in the eye by pretty damsels with the face of moon,
And being the Lord of Gopas, herds of cows and Gopi maidens,
And being the lover and a sweet God for the groups of Vallava maidens,
The son of Devaki played flute extremely well.

Mouli maalaa Milan matha brungee latha,
Bheetha bheetha priyaa vibhramalingitha,
Srastha gopee kuchaa boga sammelitha,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-39

Due to the exuberant bees flying ,
Around the flowers that he wears on his head,
His sweethearts were scared and embraced him with nervousness,
And when their upper cloth slipped he made the embrace passionate,
The son of Devaki played flute extremely well.

Charu chamekaraa bhasa bhamaa vibhur,
Vaijayanthi latha vaasi thorasthala,
Nanda vrundavane vasithaa madhyagaa,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-40

Being the husband of the very pretty golden Rukhmani,
And his chest being scented as he wears a garland called Vaijayanthi,
And living in between Gopis in the gardens of Nanda
The son of Devaki played flute extremely well.

Balikaa thalikaa thala leelaalayaa,
Sanga sandarsitha brullaltha vibhrama,
Gopikaa Geetha dathavadhana swayam,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-41

Being the one who keeps on moving his eye brows,
As per the beat of clapping and play by the young girls,
Being the one who plays flute along with songs by Gopis,
The son of Devaki played flute extremely well.

Parijatham samudhruthya radhavayo,
Roopaya masa bhasaa gunairrangane,
Sheetha sheethe vate yaamunieeya thate,
Sanjakou Venunaa Devaki nandana. 2-42

In the courtyard of Rukmani,
Who is similar in beauty and age to Radha,
Sitting below a banyan tree in the banks of Yamuna,
The son of Devaki played flute extremely well.

Agre deerga tharoya marjuna tharu sthasygratho varthini,
Saagosham samupaithi thath parisare dese kalindathmajam,
Thasya stheerathamala kanana thale chakram gavam charayan,
Gopa kreedathi darsayishyathi sakhe pandhanamavyahatham, 2-43

Oh friend , there is a tall Arjuna tree near by ,
And the path in front leads to the cowherd’s place,
And near by flows the great river Yamuna and near it,
In the forest with green trees , one cowherd,
Is minding the cows and also playing and,
He will show you the stable path to salvation.

Go dhuli saritha komala gopa vesham,
Gopala bala kusathai ranugamyamaanam,
Sayanthane prathi gruham pasu bandhanartham,
Gachantha machyutha sishum pranathosmi nithyam. 2-44

I daily salute Achutha in the form of a child,
Who is covered with dusts raised by hooves of cows,
Who is being followed by hundreds of cowherd children,
And who goes to every house in the evening, to tie the cows.

Nidhim lavanyaanaam nikhila jagad ascharya nilayam,
Nijaa vasam bhaasaam niravadhika nisreya sarasam,
Sudha dhara saram sukrutha pari pakam mruga drugam,
Prapadhye maangalyam pradhama mayi daivam krutha dhiyaam. 2-45

I surrender to that primeval God who blesses with all that is good,
Who is the treasure house of beauty, who is the home of all the wonders of the world,
Who is the natural habitat of glow, who is the limitless giver of salvation,
Who is the essence of the rain of nectar and who is the result of good deeds of Gopis.

Aathamrapani kamala pranaya prathodha,
Malola hara mani kundala hema suthram,
Aavisramambu kanamambuneela mavyaa,
Dhadhyam dhanajaya radhabharanam maho na. 2-46

Let him who is having a whip in his hands as red as the hibiscus flower,
Who is wearing moving ornaments like chain, gem studded ear rings and waist belt
And whose face is all over coated with drops of sweat,
And who is as blue as a water rich cloud and
Who is an ornament to the chariot of Arjuna protect us.

Nakha niyamitha kundun pandavasayandhanaswa,
Nanu dhina mabhishincha nnanjalisthai payobhi,
Avathu vithatha gathra sthothra nisyutha moulir,
Darsana vidhrutha rasmir Devaki punya rasi. 2-47

Let the result of the good deeds of Devaki protect us,
Who stands with bare body and with a turban,
And with the whip held tightly with his teeth,
Who scratches the back of the horses , taking them to the river,
And who gives bath to the horses by taking water in his hands.

Vruja yuvathi sahaye youvanollasikaye,
SAkala shubha vilase kunda mandhara hase,
Nivasathu mama chitham thath padayatha vrutham,
Muni sarasija bhanou , Nanda gopala soonou. 2-48

Let my mind constantly dwell on the feet of Krishna,
Who is a help to the ladies of Vruja, who has a body blessed with youth,
Who has all the good living in him, who has a smile with his jasmine bud like teeth,
Who is the sun to the lotus mind of sages and son of king Nanda gopa.

Aranyaanee mardhra smitha madhura bimbhadhara sudhaa,
Saranyaa sankrathai sappadhi madhyanVenoo ninaadhai,
Dharanya sanandoth pulaka mupa goodangri kamala,
Saranyaanaamadhyassa jayathu sareeri madhurima. 2-49

Victory to him who has a sweet body ,
Who melts the forest of Brindavan with his love drenched smile,
And also the music from the flute played by his red lips which is drenched with nectar,
Who is being tightly embraced with joy and with hairs standing upright by goddess earth,
And whose feet are the greatest source of protection of devotees.

Vidhagdha gopala vilasineenaam,
Sambhoga chihnangitha sarva gathram,
Pavithra maamnaayagiraama gamyam,
Brahma prapadhye, nava neetha choram. 2-50

I surrender to the pure and divine god who steals butter,
Who as a result of love play with expert Gopa maidens,
Is full of signs of passion all over his body.
And who is beyond the reaches of the words of Vedas.

Anthargrahe krishnamavekshya choram ,
Badhwaa kavatam jananim gathaikaa,
Ulookhale dhama nibhadha menam,
Thathraapi drushtwasmithaa bhabhoova. 2-51

Once a Gopi saw the thief Krishna in her house,
And locked him inside and went to complain to Yasodha,
And to her surprise she saw the same Krishna,
Tied to the mortar by a rope by his mother.

Rathna sthale januchara kumara,
Sankrantha mathmeeya mukharavindam,
Aadhathu kamasthadhala bhagedhaa,
Dwilokya dhathree vadanam rurodha. 2-52

Once the child Krishna crawling on his knees,
Saw his image reflected in the gem studded floor,
And started trying to catch the pretty face reflected there,
And started crying looking at his mother’s face.

Aanandhena yasodhayaa samadhitham gopanganaabhischiram,
Sasangam vala vidhwisha sakusumai sidhai prithvuakulam,
Sershyam gopa kumarakai sakuthukampourair janai sasmitham,
Yo drushtassa punathu no muraripu proth kshiptha govardhana. 2-53

Let us be made holy by the Krishna lifting Govardhana with a smile,
Who is being seen with joy by Yasodha, with long passion by gopa maidens,
Who is being seen with suspicion by Indra and with flowers by the sages,
Who is being seen with sorrow by mother earth and with jealousy by gopa boys,
And is seen by citizens with mercy and with joy by all the others.

Upasathathmavidha puraanaa,
Param parasthaannihitham guhaayaam,
Vayam yasodhaa sisu bala leelaa,
Kadhaa sudhaa sindhushu lelayaama. 2-54

Let the learned ones who are experts in epics search within,
The cave of their mind, the god who is a divine concept,
But we would prefer to drown in the sea of nectar like stories,
Of the childish pranks of the son of Yasodha.

Vikrethu kaamaa kila gopa kanya,
Murario padarpitha chitha vruthi,
Dhadhyadhikam moha vasaadhavochath,
Govinda, Dhamodhara , Madhavethi. 2-55

A gopa damsel who went to sell milk and products,
With her mind completely immersed in Krishna,
Loosing her normal sense , instead of Shouting “Milk, curd”
Shouted ,” Govinda, Dhamodhara and Madhava.”

Ulookhalam vaa yaminaam mano vaa,
Gopanganaanaam kucha kudmalam vaa,
Murari namna kalabhasya noona,
Malana maseedh thrayameva bhoomou. 2-56

There are only three places where,
Krishna the elephant can be tied,
And they are the mortar, the mind of sages,
And the pretty breasts of the gopa maidens.

Kararavindena padara vindam,
Makharavinde vinivesayantham,
Vatasya pathrasya pute sayaanaam,
Balam Mukundam manasaa smarami. 2-57

With my mind I think of that child Mukunda,
Who with his lotus like hand catches his lotus like feet,
And brings it near his lotus like face and steals our heart,
And sleeps peacefully on a banyan leaf.

Shambho , swagatha massyathaamitha , itho vaamena padmasana,
Krounchare , kusalam , sukham sura pathe, vithesa no drusyase,
Itham swapna gathasya kaidabha jitha sruthwa yasodhaa giraa,
Kim kim, balaka jalpaseethi rachitham dhoo dhoo krutham pathu na. 2-58

When the child started muttering in his sleep,
“Welcome to you Lord Shiva, come and sit near me,
Oh Brahma you can sit on my left side ,
How are you Subrahmanya riding on peacock,
Are you all right Indra, You are not seen these days Kubhera”
Yasoda told, “Baby what is this meaningless prattle,”.
And did rituals to protect the baby and let those protect all of us.

Matha, kim yadhu natha, dehi chashakam,kim thena, pathu paya,
Sthannasthyadhya , kadasthi vaa, nisi , nisaa kaa, vandhakarayo,
Aameelakshi yugam nisanyupagatha deheethi mathur muhur,
Vakshojambhara karshanodhyatha kara, krishnassa pushnathu na. 2-59

Mother, What lord of Yadus, give me cup , What is the need, to drink milk,
No it is not now, when is the time, at night , when is night, when it is dark.
And when he heard this , he closed his eyes and told that night has come,
And started pulling her upper dress and let that Krishna protect us.

Kalindee pulinodhareshu musali yavath gatha khelithum,
Thavath karbhooritham paa , piba hare vardhishyathe they shikhaa,
Itham bala thaya prathaarana param sruthwa yasodhaa giraa,
Payanna swashikhaam sprusan pramudhitha ksheeredhapeethe hari. 2-60

When Yasoda told Sri Krishna in a deceiving manner,
“Hey Krishna, please drink the milk kept in the golden cup,
When Balarama is playing in the sand dunes of Yamuna,
So that your hair will grow.”, like a child that he is,
Drinking half the cup of milk , Krishna touched his hair to see whether it has grown,
And became happy and let this happiness save us.

Kailaso nava netha ithi kshithirayam prak jagdha mrulloshtathi,
Ksheerodhopi nipeetha ndughdathi lasad smere prahulle mukhe,
Mathaa jeerna dhiya drudam chakithaya nashtasmi drushti kayaa,
Dhoo dhoo vathsaka jeeva, jeeva chiram ithyukthom no hari. 2-61

When the mouth of Krishna opens when he is shining with a smile,
Yasoda saw Kailasa mountain and thought it is undigested butter,
She saw the earth and thought that it was the mud eaten by Krishna,
And seeing the ocean of milk, she thought it is undigested milk,
And these thoughts made her think that her child was having indigestion,
And she was very scared and told, “I have lost everything,
An evil eye has fallen on my child due to some bad woman,
And let it be driven out far away and let my child live,
And let him have a long life” and let that Krishna who heard this protect us.

Kinchid kunchitha lochanasya pibatha paryaya peetham sthanam,
Sadhya prasnutha dugdha bindumaparam hasthena sammarjatha,
Mathraikanguli lalithasya chibuke smerananasyadhare,
Soure ksheera kananwitha nipathitha dandha dythi pathu na. 2-62

Let us be protected by the shine of the milk drenched white teeth of Krishna
Who drinks his mother’s milk alternatively from her right and left breasts,
And who keeps fondling with a hand the breast that he is not drinking from,
And whose smiling face is fondled on his chin by a finger of his mother.

Uthunga sthana mandalo parilasad pralamba muktha mane,
Ranthar bimbitha mindra neela nikara chayanu kari dhyuthi,
Lajja vyaja mupethya namra vadhanaa spashtam murarer vapu,
Pasyanthi mudhithaa mudhesthu bhavathaam Laksmi vivohathsave. 2-63

Rugmani during her marriage was seeing the image of Krishna,
Who was shining like a blue sapphire stone ,
On the pearls of her chain lying over her very high breasts,
Feigning that she was shy and again and again became happy,
And let her happiness be the cause of your happiness.

Krishnenamba, gathena ranthu madhana, mrud bakshitham swechaya,
Thadhyam Krishna, ka yevamaha, musali mithyambha pasyananam,
Vyadeheethi vidharithe sisu mukhe drusthwa samastham jagan,
Matha yasya jagama vismaya padam payath san a Kesava. 2-64

“Mother , when Krishna went to play , he himself ate lot of mud,”
“Krishna , is it true”, “Mother Balarama is lying, and if you want you can see.”
And that mother saw all the worlds in the open mouth of her child,
And let that Krishna who surprised his mother thus protect us.

Swathi sapathni kila tharakaanaam,
Muktha phalaanam jananeethi roshath,
Saa Rohini nilamasootha rathnam,
Kruthaspadam Gopa vadhoo kucheshu. 2- 65

Rohini gave birth to the sapphire,
Which is in between the breasts of Gopis,
Due to her anger that one of her co wives,
Among stars , Swathi gave birth to a pearl.

(Here Rohini indicates mother of Balarama who considered herself as mother of Krishna also. She is also referred to as the star Rohini. It is believed that rain drop entering the pearl clam during Swathi star becomes a pearl)

Nruthyantha mathyantha vilokaneeyam,
Krishnam mani stamba gatham Mrugakshi,
Nireekshya sakshadivaKrishna magre,
Dwidhaa vithena navaneethamekam. 2-66

The doe eyed lady seeing the image of,
Krishna who was dancing and playing,
On the pillar made of pearls and gems,
Thought it too was another Krishna and divided ,
The butter in her hand in to two halves.

Vathsa jagruhi vibhathamagatham,
Jeeva Krishna, saradham satham satham,
Ithyudheerya suchiram Yasodhayaa,
Drusya manam Bhajamahe. 2-67

We salute Lord Krishna whose face,
Is intently stared with love by Yasodha,
Saying, “Krishna , please wake up,
Morning has come. May you live hundred years.”

Oshtam jigran sisuriti dhiya chumbitho vallaveebhi,
Kandam gruhna aruntha padam gadam alingithanga,
Dhoshnaa lajja pada mabhimrusan anga maropithango,
Dhoortha swami garathu duritham dhooratho Balakrishna. 2-68

Let all our problems be solved by the child Krishna who is a rogue,
Who when kissed by Gopis as he was a child tasted their lips,
Who when embraced as a child , caressed their necks till they are red,
And who when they make him sit on their lap made them,
Squirm with shyness by touching again and again their private parts.

Yethe Lakshmana, Janaki virahinam , maam khedhayandhyam budha,
Marmaanive cha ghatayanthyalamamee kroorrakadambhanila,
Itham vyahrutha Poorva janma charitho yo Radhaya Veekshitha,
Sershyaasamkithaya sa nasshkhayathu swapnayamano hari. 2-69

Let us be given happiness by Krishna , who was watched by Radha,
With great jealousy and suspicion when he muttered during his sleep,
About his previous birth, “Hey Lakshmana , being not with Sita,
These clouds trouble me and this slow cruel breeze,
Coming after touching the Kadamba trees are breaking my secret places.”

Oshtam, munchahare, bhibhemi bhavatha panair hathaa poothanaa,
Kanda slesha mamum jaheehi dalithaa valinganorjjunou,
Maa dehi chsuritham Hiranya kasipur neeho navai panchatha,
Mitham varitha Rathri keeli ravathallakshyapa hasodhari. 2-70

Let Hari ,who with words of humor teased during love making by Rukhmani,
Saying, “do nor drink from my lips , for you killed Poothana by drinking thus,
Do not hug my neck because by such a hug you powdered two big trees,
And do not caress with your nails , because Hiranya kasipu was killed by them.” , protect us.

Ramo nama bhabhuva hoom , thadabala seethethi hoom thou pithur,
Vachaa Pancha vatee vane viharatha sthamahad ravana,
Nidhrartham janani kadhamithi hare hoonkarena srunwatha,
Soumithre , kwa dhanurdhanudhanurithi vyagraa gira panthu naa. 2-71

There was a man called Rama, yes,
Name of his wife was Sita, yes,
According to the words of the father they
Lived in a forest called Panchavati, yes,
At that time Ravana carried away Sita,
For getting sleep when mother was telling this,
And he was nodding saying “yes”,
Let the furious words uttered by Lord Krishna then,
“Hey Lakshmana , where is my bow, bow, bow ?”, protect us.

Balopi shailodharanagra pani,
Neelopi neerandra thama pradheepa,
Dheeropi radha nayanavabadho,
Jaropi samsara hara kadasthwam? 2-72

How is it that though he was a boy he lifted a mountain,
Though he is blue in colour , he shows light in darkness,
Though he is brave he is tied by the eyes of Radha,
Though a secret lover, he saves us from domestic life?

Baalaya neela vapushe nava minkineeka,
Jaalabhi rama jaganaaya digambaraya,
SArdhoola divya nakha bhooshana bhooshithaya,
Nandathmajaya navaneetha mushe namasthe. 2-73

My salutations to son of Nanda gopa,
Who steals fresh butter, who is a child,
Who is blue, who wears new jingling chain on his hips
Who does not wear any cloths,
And who also wears ornament with tiger’s nail.

Panou payasa bhakthamahitha rasam bhibran mudhaa dakshine,
Savye saarada chandra mandala nibham hayyanga veenam dadath,
Kante kalpitha pundarika nakhaapyudhama theertham vahan,
Devo divya digambaro disathu na soukhyam Yasoda sisu. 2-74

Let us be given all that is good by the child of Yasoda,
Who keeps in his right hand the very tastey payasa*,
Who keeps on his left hand the white globe like butter,
Who wears on his neck as an ornament of tiger’s nails,
And who has glorious shine and is without any cloth.
*a sweet fluid dish made with milk, rice and sugar

Kinkini kini kini rabhasai,
Rankana bhuvi rinkanai ssadhatantham,
Kunkunu pada yugalam,
Kankana kara bhooshanam harim vande. 2-75

I salute Krishna who wears bangles as ornament,
Who walks all over the courtyard making ,
Kini kini sound from the bells tied to his ornamental waist belt,
Anu Kunu kunu sound from the anklets on his legs.

Sambhadhe saura bheena,
Mambamayasa yanthamanuyanthim,
Lambala kamalambe,
Tham baalam thanu vilagna jambalam. 2-76

I depend on the child with mud all over his body,
Who makes his mother tired because when she comes in search,
He runs in between the herds of cows,
And who has scattered and hanging hair.

Anchitha pincha choodam ,
Sanchitha soujanya vallavee valayam,
Adhara mani nihitha venum,
Balam gopala manias mavalambr. 2-77

I depend on Krishna the child cowherd,
Who wears a peacock feather,
Who is surrounded by loving Gopa maidens,
And who keeps the flute near his pretty lips.

Prahladha bhagadeyam,nigama ganamaha guhaanthradheyam,
Nrahari padabhi deyam vihudha vidheyam mamanu sandheyam. 2-78

The luck of Prahladha , who lives in the cave of the mountain of Vedas,
Who is denoted by the word Narasimha, who removes the sorrow of devas,
Is the concept that is suitable for my prayer.

Samsare kim saram , kamsarescharana kamala paribhajanam,
Jyothi kimandhare yadandhakaare anu smaranam. 2-79

The meaning of life consists of singing about the feet of him who killed Kamsa,
For even in darkness of ignorance , his thought only will show us the way out.

Kalasa nabva neetha chore kamala druk kumudha handrika poore,
Viharathu nanda kmare chetho mama gopa sundari jaare. 2-80

Let my mind play with the son of Nanda gopa who is the secret lover of gopis,
Who is the thief stealing butter from the pot and a sun to the lotus eyes of Lakshmi.

Kasthwam bala balanuja, kimiha theymanmandhirasankhaya,
Yuktham than navaneetha pithra vivare hastham kimartha nyase,
Matha kanchana vathsakam mrugayithum maa gaa vishadam kshanaa,
Dithyevam vara vallavee prathivacha krishnasys pushnathu na. 2-81

Who are you child asked the Gopi,
I am the brother of Balarama replied he,
Why are you in this house she asked,
I thought it is my house said he,
But why are you keeping your hand in butter pot asked she,
I was searching for the missing calf there said he,
And let this conversation between Krishna and Gopi protect us.

Gopalaa jira kardhame viharase vipradhware lajjase,
Bhrooshe gokula hum kruthou Sthuthi sathai mounam vidhathse vidhaam,
Daasyam gokula pumschaleshu kurushe swamyam na daanthathmasu,
Jnatham krihna, thavangri pankaja yugampremachalam manjulam. 2-82

Oh Krishna your pair of lotus like feet can only be got by love,
For you play in the mud in front of the homes of gopa boys,
But you seem to be shy to go to the Yaga courtyard of Brahmins,
Hearing the hoom sound of the cows you talk to them,
But you keep silent after hearing hundreds of prayers of scholars,
And you are ready to do the behest of any gopa woman,
But you do not seem to want to be the Lord of sages with sense control.

Namasthasmai Yasodhhaaya dhaaya dhaayasthu thejase,
Yadhi radhaa mukhombhojam, bhojam bhojam vyavardhatha. 2-83

Salutations to the gift of God to Yasoda , who is indescribable great light,
And to him who saw and saw the lotus like face of Radha and grew greater,

Avatharaa santhvanye sarasija nayanasya sarvathi bhadhraa,
Krishnadhanya ko vaa prabhavathi go gopa gopika mukthyai. 2-84

Though there are many incarnations of the lotus eyed Vishnu,
Which except that of Krishna provided solace to cows, gopas and gopis?

Madhye gokula mandalam prathi disam chambhara vojjrumbhithe,
Prathar daha mahothsave nava Ghana shyamam ranan noopuram,
Phale bala vibhooshanam katiranath sath kinkini mekhalam,
Kade vyagra nakhancha saisava kala kalyani karthsnyam bhaje. 2-85

I pray Krishna who has the prime beauty of childhood,
Who is of the colour of the blue cloud ,
And runs about, with tinkling ornaments of the leg,
With forehead, is decorated with a dot,
With golden belt on hips to which jingling bells are tied,
And With a garland with a nail of tiger on his neck,
In the melee of hoards of cows being milked by several people.

Sajala jalada neelm , darshithodara leelalm,
Kara thala drutha shailam venu nadhai rasaalam,
Vruja jana kula paalam , kamini keli lolam,
Kalitha lalitha malam naumi gopala balam. 2-86

I salute that child Gopala, who is of the blue colour of the water bearing clouds,
Who shows several playful acts of his, who lifted a mountain with his hands,
Who is pleased with the music of flute, who takes care of the people of Vruja,
Who enjoys himself in playing with his sweethearts
And who wears a garland of forest flowers.

Smitha lalitha kapolam, snigdha Sangeetha lolam,
Lalitha chikura jalam chourya chathrya leelam,
Satha mukha ripu kalam saatha kumbhabha chelam,
Kuvalaya dala neelam Naumi gopala Balam 2-87

I salute that child Gopala who is blue like the blue lotus,
Who has pretty cheeks due to his pleasant smile,
Who enjoys himself in sweet and pure music,
Who has a simply tied hair, who is adept in plays of love,
Who is god of death to enemies of hundred faced Indra,
And who wears cloths of the golden hue.

Murali ninadha lolam , mugdha mayura choodam,
Dalitha danuja jalam , dhanya soujanya leelam,
Para hitha nava helam , patma sathmanukoolam,
Nava jala dhara neelam, naumi Gopala Balam. 2-88

I salute that child Gopala , who is blue like a new rich cloud,
Who becomes happy by playing flute, who wears peacock feathers in his head,
Who defeats the crowds of Asuras, who plays with the blessed people,
Who takes care of others and who helps Brahma sitting on a lotus.

Sarasa guna nikaayam , sachidananda kaayam,
Samitha sakala maayam , sathya Lakshmi sahaayam,
Samadhama samudhaayam , santhi sarvantharayam,
Sahrudha jana dhayam, naumi Gopala balam. 2-89

I salute that child Gopala, who is the wealth of god people,
Who is the home of good characters, who is personification of eternal joy,
Who completely removes all illusion, who is the friend of well gained wealth,
Who is meeting place of control of mind and senses, and remover of all obstacles.

Lakshmi kalathram , lalithabhja nethram,
Poornendu vakthram , puruhootha mithram,
Karunya pathram, kamaneeya gathram,
Vande pavithram Vasu deva puthram. 2-90

I salute the pure soul ,who is the son of Vasudeva,
Who is the consort of Lakshmi , who has eyes like lotus flower,
Who has a face like a full moon, who is a friend of Indra,
Who is the source of mercy and who has a very pretty body.

Madhamaya madha mayaduragam yamunaamava theerya veerya salirya,
Mama rathi mama rathiraskruthi samana para kriyad Krishnaa. 2-91

The valorous Krishna who got in to Yamuna and subjugated the proud snake,
And who constantly tries to remove the insults to the devas may fulfill my desires.

Moulou mayura barham , mruga madha thilakam, charu lalata patte,
Karna dwandhwe cha thalee dala mathi mrudulam , moukthikam nasikaayaam,
Haro mandaaraa mala parimala bharitha, kousthubhasyopa kande,
Panou Venuscha yasyavruja yuvathi yutha, pathu peethambaro na. 2-92

Let me be protected by Krishna with a flute in hand
And surrounded by the lasses of Vruja,
Who wears peacock feather on his head ,
Whose pretty forehead is decorated by Thilaka of musk,
Whose ears are decorated by very soft leaves,
Who wears a gem stud on his nose,
And wears near the Kousthuba gem garland ,
Another one made of a very scented mandhara flowers.

Muraarinaa vaari vihaara kale, mrugekshanaanaam , mushithamsukaanaam,
Kara dwayam vaa kucha samhathir va pramelanam vaa paridhana maseeth. 2-93

During the love play in water, when Krishna hid all their dresses,
For the doe eyed damsels , two hands , their hair and closed eye was their only dress.

Yaasaam gopanganaanaam lasadasitha thraa lola lelaa kadakshaa,
Yannasaa charu mukthaa mani ruchi nikura vyoma ganga pravahe,
Meenayanthepi thaasam athirabha salasa charu neelaala kanthaa,
Brungayanthe yadangri dwaya sarasiruhe pathu peethmbaro na. 2-94

When the playful glances from black eyes of gopis,
Which are ever shifting , shine like fishes,
In the flow of ganges of heaven of the shining pearl drops,
That hang on the nose of Lord Krishna,
And when the very busy curved hairs of the top of their foreheads,
Become bee like when they approach his lotus like feet,
At that time let that Krishna wearing yellow silk protect us.

Yadvenu sreni roopa sthitha sushira mukhod geerna nadha prabhinna,
Yenaakshyaa sthath kshanena trutitha nija pathi prema bandha habhoovoo,
Astha vyasthaalakantha sphuradhara kucha dwandhwaa nabhi pradesaa,
Kamaa vesa pragadhbha prakathitha pulakaa pathu peetmbharo na. 2-95

Let us be protected by Lord Krishna who wears an yellow silk,
Hearing whose attractive music being played in the flute, the doe eyed damsels,
Immediately forget the loving relation of their husbands,
And hearing whose name , their black hair becomes disheveled,
And due to the passionate signs along with shivering lips, breasts and navel,
All their hair stands upright all over their body.

Devakyaa jatara kure samudhitha kreetho gavaam paalina.
Nande naanaka dundhuberr nija suthaapanyena punyathmanaa,
Gopaalavali mugdha hara tharalo gopee janaalankruthi,
Sthyeyaadhwo hrudhi santhatham samudhura koppendra neelo mani. 2-96

Let my mind be decorated by the very pretty Indra neela stone ,
Which was born out of the womb of Devaki, Which was got from Vasudeva ,
By the blessed cowherd Nanda gopa by giving away his girl child,
Who is the centre stone of the gem studded chain of Gopa boys,
And who is a great ornament for the damsels of Gopa clan.

Peete peeta nishanna balakugale thishtan sa gopalakaa,
Yanthratha sthitha dugdha banda mapakrushachadhya gandaravam,
Vakthropatha kruthanjali krutha sira kambham piban ya paya,
Payodhaagatha gopikaa nayanayor gandoosha phoola kara kruth. 2-97

Putting a stool and making a gopa boy sit on and standing on his shoulders,
Pulling the milk pot in the rope hang after hiding the bell tied in it,
Keeping his hand near his mouth and shaking his head,
When he was drinking the milk and when the Gopi suddenly came,
He spat in her eyes the milk which was in his mouth and made her blind,
And let that cowherd Krishna who did it protect me.

Yagnai reejimahe dhanam dhadhimahe pathreshu noonam vayam,
Vrudhaan bhojimahe thapascha krumahe janmanthare duscharam,
Yenasmaka mabhoodha nanya sulabhaa bhakthir bhava dweshini,
Chanura dwishi bhaktha kanmasha mushi sreyapushi sree jushi. 2-98

Due to the fact that I have developed firm devotion to Lord Krishna,
Who killed the wrestler called Chanura,
Who removes all problems of devotees
Who removes sorrow of life
And who cannot be obtained easily by others,
I am sure that in my previous births,
I have worshipped God by performing Yagnas,
And should have given Dhana to those who deserve it,
And should have properly treated elderly people and also,
Should have done great Thapas, which others could not perform.

Thwayi prasanna mama kim gunena,Thwayai prasanna mama kim gunena,
Rakthe virakthe cha vare vadhoonam nirathaka kumkuma pithra bhanga. 2-99

If you are pleased with me,
What is the use of good behaviour,
If you are not pleased with me,
Then what is the use of good behaviour,
For if a lady has love from her husband ,
What is the need for decoration with Kumkum , flowers etc,
And if the lady does not have love from her husband
What is the need for decoration with Kumkum , flowers etc,

Gayanthi kshanadhavasana samaye sananda mindhu prabhaam,
Runthanthyo nija dantha kanthi nivahair gopangana gokule,
Madh nanthyo dhadhi pani kankana jjanal kkaranukaram java,
Dyavath gadhvasananchala yama nisam peethambarovyath sa va, 2-100

Let us be protected by the God who wears yellow silk,
Whose fame is sung in the Gokula by the Gopis
With their cloth flying round them when they churn the curds,
During the end of the night with their teeth which are shining like moon,
Keeping with the beat of the tinkling sound made by their bangles with ebbing joy.

Amsalambitha vama kundala bharam mandhonnatha brullatham,
Kinchith kunchitha komala dharaputam sami pracharekshanam,
Aalolanguli pallavair murali kamaa poorayantham mudhaa,
Moole kalpa tharosthri bhangi lalitham jane Jagan mohanam. 2-101

I know the bewitcher of the world , who stands below the wish giving tree,
With slight bends at the head , hips and his feet,
Who has pretty ear rings hanging up to his shoulders,
Who has raised and curved eye brows similar to a climbing plant,
Who has lower lips which are slightly drawn down,
Who has side long glances which are diagonal,
And who with his fast moving very soft fingers plays the pretty flute,

Mallai sailendra kalpa sisuritha rajanai pushpa chaponganapir,
Gopaisthu prakruthathma, divi kulisa brutha viswa kayo prameya,
Krudha Kamsena kalo, bhaya chakitha drusa yoghibhir dhyeya moorthi,
Drushto rangavathaare hari ramara ganananda kruthpathu yushmaan. 2-102

Let us be protected by Lord Krishna who grants joy to devas,
Who in the wrestling rink appeared like a mountain to Chanoora,
Who appeared like a child to others, who appeared like an ordinary man to Gopas,
Who appeared like the God of love holding an arrow of flowers to ladies,
Who appeared as the divine God whose body is the universe to Indra,
Who appeared like an angry God of death by Kamsa , who has eyes reflecting fear,
And who appeared as the God to be meditated upon by Yogis.

Samvishto mani vishta ranga thala madhyasi Lakshmi mukhe,
Kasthuri thilakam mudha virachayan harshath kuchou samsprusan,
Anyonya smitha chandrika kisalayai raradhayan manmadham,
Gopee gopa parivrutho yadhu pathi payad jagan mohana. 2-103

Let us be protected by the king of Yadhus ,
Who is surrounded by Gopa and Gopis,
Who while sitting on the throne, put a Thilaka by musk,
On the forehead of Rukhmani sitting on his lap,
Touching with glee her breasts ,
Which lead to a smile at each other ,
Which was the worship of the God of love they both did.

Aakrushte vasananchale kuvalaya shyamathrapada krutha,
Drushti samvalitha ruchaa kucha yuge swarna prabhe Srimathi,
Bala kaschana chootha pallava ithi pranthasmitha sya sriyam,
Slishtam sthamedha Rugmanim natha mukhim, krusha sa pushnathu na. 2-104

When Krishna pulled the sari over her shoulders while talking,
And she with her blue lotus like eyes bent down,
And her sight merged with the beauty of both her pretty breasts,
And the beauty of her mouth decoarated by her smile,
And her shy slightly bent head ,was hugged tightly,
By Krishna saying , “Is this a new leaf of a mango tree”,
And let that Krishna who did it protect us.

Urvyam kopi maheedharo laghu tharo dhorbhyam drutho leelaya,
Thena thwam divi bhoothale cha saththam govardhano geeyase,
Thwaam trilokya dharam vahami kuchayoragre na thath ganyathe,
Kim vaa kesava, bhashanena bahunaa punyair yaso labhyathe. 2-105

(Note:-The following are the words of Rukhmani)

Hey Kesava in this world, you lifted a very small mountain as a child’s play,
With both your hands and due to that in earth as well as in the land of devas,
You are very famous as the one who lifted the Govardhana mountain,
But I lift you , who has all the three worlds within you on the tip of my breasts,
But this is not counted, for luck is necessary for an effort to become famous.

Sandhyavandana , bhadramasthu bhavathe, Bho snana , thubhyam namo,
Bho devo, pithanascha Tharpana vidhou naham kshama kshamyathaam,
Yathra kwapi nishidhya yadava kulothamsasya kamsadwisha,
Smaaram smaramagham haraami thadalam, manye kimanyena may? 2-106

Oh Sandhyavandana, let good befall you,
Oh bathing , my salutations to you,
Of Devas and manes , I am not good at Tharpana ritual,
And so please pardon me for all that,
And I wash of all my sins by sitting some where,
And meditating on Krishna who is the ornament to Yadava clan,
And who killed the bad man called Kamsa,
And I believe that it is sufficient to do that and so what else is needed?

Hey Gopalaka, Hey krupa jala nidhe , Hey Sindhu kanya pathe,
Hey Kamsanthaka , Hey Gajendra karuna paarina, Hey Madhava,
Hey Ramanuja, Hey Jagathraya guro, Hey Pundareekaksha maam,
Hey Gopi jana nadha, palaya param Janami nathwam vinaa. 2-107

I do not know any other God greater than you, Oh Lord of people of Gokula,
Oh cowherd, Oh ocean of mercy, Oh husband of daughter of ocean,
Oh killer of Kamsa, Oh God who took mercy on Gajendra, Oh Madhava,
Oh brother of Rama, Oh teacher of three worlds, Oh God with lotus like eyes.

Kasthuri thilakam lalata phalake, Vaksha sthale Kousthubham,
Nasagre nava moukthikam, Kare thale Venum, kare Kankanam,
Sarvange hari chandanam cha kalayan kande cha mukthavaleem,
Gopa sthree pariveshtitho Vijayathe Gopala Choodamani. 2-108

Victory to the gem among Gopalas , who is surrounded by Gopa ladies,
Who has a musk thilaka on his forehead, Kousthubha gem on his chest,
A new gem studded nose drop at the end of the nose ,
Flute in his hand, Bangle on his hand,
Who is coated with sandal paste all over and wears a necklace of beads on his neck.

Lokan unmadhatan , sruthir mukharayan, Ksohoniruhaan harshayan,
Sailaan vidhravayan , mrugaan vivasayan, Go vrundamanandayan,
Gopan sambhramayan, muneen mukalayan, Saptha swaraan jhrumbhayan,
Omkaraartha mudheerayan Vijayathe Vamseethi nada siso. 2-109

Victory to the sound of the flute of the child Krishna,
Who enraptures the world, explains Vedas, enthralls the plants,
Melts the mountains , benumbs the animals, makes happy the cows,
Surprises the cowherds, make sages meditate, makes the seven notes lively,
And explains the meaning, of the divine sound “Om”.

Ithi Sri Krishna karnamruthe,
Dweethiya nyasa Sampoornam.
Thus the second chapter of the nectar in ears of Krishna comes to an end.