Dil ki har dhadkan-A hindi Bhajan
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
(A very
sentimental Bhajan addressed to Lord Krishna Hear it in https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQMggvvVfgQ)
Dil ki har dhadkan se, tera naam nilka tha hai,
Tere darshan ko Mohan, tera das tharastha hai
Janamo se janam lekar, me haar gaya Mohan
Darshan bin vyarth huva, har bhaar mera jeewan
Kya khel sajaya hai, mohoro ki thara humko
Kya khub nachaya hai, khat putali sa humko
Ee khel tere pyare, bus thuhi samajtha hai
Darshan bin vyarth huva, har bhaar mera jeewan
Kya khel sajaya hai, mohoro ki thara humko
Kya khub nachaya hai, khat putali sa humko
Ee khel tere pyare, bus thuhi samajtha hai
Yeh dil pukaratha hai, ek bhar chale awoo
Darshan dekhar pyare, meri bigadi banajawoo
Pritham mere dil me, arman machal tha hai
Darshan dekhar pyare, meri bigadi banajawoo
Pritham mere dil me, arman machal tha hai
Karbhi do daya Mohan, hum bhi tho tumare hai
Ek bhar tho apanalo, janamose tumare hai
Tere nitya milan ko aab, jeevan ye tharas tha hai
Ek bhar tho apanalo, janamose tumare hai
Tere nitya milan ko aab, jeevan ye tharas tha hai
“Govind chale awoo, Gopal chale awoo
Hey Muralidhar Madhav, Nandalal chale awoo
Govind chale awoo, Gopal chale awoo
Hey Anand dhan Mohan, Raas Raj chale awoo”
Hey Muralidhar Madhav, Nandalal chale awoo
Govind chale awoo, Gopal chale awoo
Hey Anand dhan Mohan, Raas Raj chale awoo”
English translation
From each beat of
my heart , your name is rising up,
Oh Mohan to see
you your slave is greatly longing,
From birth to birth, I have been defeated, Oh Mohan,
Without being able to see , every time my life became a
waste,
What a play you
have arranged for us like the rubber
seal,
In what manner you have made us dance , like the pupprt,
There is a game which you like , which only you
understand ,
This mind is calling
you, please do come once ,
After you show yourself
to me oh dear , become one
who shatters me,
Oh darling , in my heart
, desire is playing about,
Why don’t you show your mercy Mohan as I am also yours,
Atleast once make me yours as I am yours from several births,
My heart is longing
to see you daily
,
“Oh Govind, please come
, Oh Gopal please come,
Oh Lord whoi has a flute
, Oh Madhava , Oh baby of Nanda
please come ,
Oh Govind please come
, Oh Gopal please come ,
Oh Mohan who gives
me joy , Oh king of Raas
, please come.
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