നമാമീശ്വരം സച്ചിദാനന്ദരൂപം,ലസത്കുണ്ഡലം ഗോകുലേ ഭ്രാജമാനമ്।
യശോദാഭിയോലൂഖലാധാവമാനം,പരാമൃഷ്ടമത്യം തതോ ദ്രുത്യ ഗോപ്യാ।।൧।।
I bow down to the Supreme Lord, whose form is the embodiment of eternity, knowledge, and bliss. His shark-shaped earrings swing to and fro. He is shining beautifully in Gokula. Out of fear of mother Yashoda, He is running swiftly away from the wooden grinding mortar, but He is caught from behind by her who ran faster than Him. (1)
രുദന്തം മുഹുര്നേത്രയുഗ്മം മൃജന്തം,കരാമ്ഭോജ-യുഗ്മേന സാതംകനേത്രമ്।
മുഹുഃശ്വാസകമ്പ – ത്രിരേഖാപ്രകണ്ഠ –സ്ഥിത ഗ്രൈവ-ദാമോദരം ഭക്തിബദ്ധമ്।।൨।।
[Seeing the whipping stick in His mother's hand,] He is crying and rubbing His eyes again and again with His two lotus hands. His eyes are filled with fear, and the necklace of pearls around His neck, which is marked with three lines like a conch shell, is shaking because of His quick breathing due to crying. To this Supreme Lord, Sri Damodara, whose belly is bound not with ropes but with His mother's pure love, I offer my humble obeisances. (2)
ഇതീദൃക് സ്വലീലാഭിരാനന്ദ കുണ്ഡേ,സ്വഘോഷം നിമജ്ജന്തമാഖ്യാപയന്തമ്।
തദീയേശിതജ്ഞേഷു ഭക്തൈര്ജിതത്വം,പുനഃ പ്രേമതസ്തം ശതാവൃത്തി വന്ദേ।।൩।।
By such childhood pastimes as this, He is drowning the inhabitants of Gokula in pools of ecstasy, and is revealing to those devotees who are absorbed in knowledge of His supreme majesty and opulence that He is only conquered by devotees whose pure love is imbued with intimacy and is free from all conceptions of awe and reverence. With great love I again offer my obeisances to Lord Damodara hundreds and hundreds of times. (3)
വരം ദേവ ! മോക്ഷം ന മോക്ഷാവധിം വാ,ന ചാന്യം വൃണേഽഹം വരേശാദപീഹ।
ഇദന്തേ വപുര്നാഥ! ഗോപാലബാലം,സദാ മേ മനസ്യാവിരാസ്താം കിമന്യൈഃ।।൪।।
O Lord, although You are able to give all kinds of benedictions, I do not pray to You for the boon of impersonal liberation, nor the highest liberation of eternal life in Vaikuntha, nor any other boon. O Lord, I simply wish that this form of Yours as Bala Gopala in Vrindavana may ever be manifest in my heart, for what is the use to me of any other boon besides this? (4)
ഇദന്തേ മുഖാമ്ഭോജമവ്യക്തനീലൈ -ര്വൃതം കുന്തലൈഃ സ്നിഗ്ധ-രക്തൈശ്ച ഗോപ്യാ।
മുഹുശ്ചുമ്ബിതം ബിമ്ബരക്താധരം മേ,മനസ്യാവിരാസ്താമലം ലക്ഷലാഭൈഃ।।൫।।
O Lord, Your lotus face, which is encircled by locks of soft black hair tinged with red, is kissed again and again by mother Yashoda, and Your lips are reddish like the bimba fruit. May this beautiful vision of Your lotus face be ever manifest in my heart. Thousands and thousands of other benedictions are of no use to me. (5)
നമോ ദേവ ദാമോദരാനന്ത വിഷ്ണോ ! പ്രസീദ പ്രഭോ ! ദുഃഖജാലാബ്ധിമഗ്നമ്।
കൃപാദൃഷ്ടി-വൃഷ്ട്യാതിദീനം ബതാനുഗൃഹാണേശ ! മാമജ്ഞമേധ്യക്ഷിദൃശ്യഃ।।൬।।
O Supreme Godhead, I offer my obeisances unto You. O Damodara! O Ananta! O Vishnu! O master! O my Lord, be pleased upon me. By showering Your glance of causeless mercy upon me, deliver this poor ignorant fool who is immersed in an ocean of worldly sorrows, and become visible to my eyes. (6)
കുബേരാത്മജൌ ബദ്ധമുരത്യൈവ യദ്വത്,ത്വയാ മോചിതൌ ഭക്തിഭാജൌ കൃതൌ ച।
തഥാ പ്രേമഭക്തിം സ്വകാം മേ പ്രയച്ഛ,ന മോക്ഷേ ഗ്രഹോ മേഽസ്തി ദാമോദരേഹ।।൭।।
O Lord Damodara, just as the two sons of Kuvera—Manigriva and Nalakuvara—were delivered from the curse of Narada and made into great devotees by You in Your form as a baby tied with rope to a wooden grinding mortar, in the same way, please give to me Your own prema-bhakti. I only yearn for this and have no desire for any kind of liberation. (7)
നമസ്തേഽസ്തു ദാമ്നേ സ്ഫുരദ്ദീപ്തിധാമ്നേ,ത്വദീയോദരായാഥ വിശ്വസ്യ ധാമ്നേ।
നമോ രാധികായൈ ത്വദീയ-പ്രിയായൈ,നമോഽനന്തലീലായ ദേവായ തുഭ്യമ്।।൮।।
O Lord Damodara, I first of all offer my obeisances to the brilliantly effulgent rope which binds Your belly. I then offer my obeisances to Your belly, which is the abode of the entire universe. I humbly bow down to Your most beloved Srimati Radharani, and I offer all obeisances to You, the Supreme Lord, who displays unlimited pastimes. (8)
