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पल्लवी
आये गिरिधर द्वारे मेरे गोरी
चरणं १
अञ्जन अधर, ललाट महावर, नयन उनींदे चल आये
रैन समय प्रभु छल-बल करि के कौन त्रिया कू बिरमाये
चरणं २
बिन गुन माल विराजत हिय में दृढ़ गलबैयाँ सुख पाए
ब्रज नारी कू बंचन करके कैसे प्रीतम सुख पाए
चरणं ३
सोलह सिंगार करि फूलन के हार लिए विविध सुगंध से मन भाए
बैठी थी, मो मन के साथी कुमुद सरोवर कुम्हलाये
चरणं ४
सुख के कारन, दुःख के निवारन मधुवन मुरली धुन गाये
पद्मनाभ प्रभु फणि पर शायी कोटि मयन तन छवि छाये
आये गिरिधर द्वारे मेरे गोरी
चरणं १
अञ्जन अधर, ललाट महावर, नयन उनींदे चल आये
रैन समय प्रभु छल-बल करि के कौन त्रिया कू बिरमाये
चरणं २
बिन गुन माल विराजत हिय में दृढ़ गलबैयाँ सुख पाए
ब्रज नारी कू बंचन करके कैसे प्रीतम सुख पाए
चरणं ३
सोलह सिंगार करि फूलन के हार लिए विविध सुगंध से मन भाए
बैठी थी, मो मन के साथी कुमुद सरोवर कुम्हलाये
चरणं ४
सुख के कारन, दुःख के निवारन मधुवन मुरली धुन गाये
पद्मनाभ प्रभु फणि पर शायी कोटि मयन तन छवि छाये
Meaning
Oh, Gori! white complexioned!
Lord Giridhar came to my doorsteps!
He has come with sleepless eyes with
the dried collyrium on his lips and
with Mahabur on his forehead.
Who knows about how he tempted
a lady the previous night and left her
in the lurch.
On his chest lies the thread of the
garland, which shows that he had
been in a tight embrace before
coming here.
How can he be happy by jilting
the love of the damsel from the
land of Vraj!
I had taken great pains to dress up
for him and was waiting with a
garland of exotic hued flowers!
I had anointed myself with a great
many fragrant perfumes.
My dear, the lotus of the pond had
wilted still he did not come.
He played on the flute, the melody
of that gave me happiness and relief
from misery.
He, the lord Padmanabha, reclining
on the serpent, has the beauty of
crores of Cupids.
Lord Giridhar came to my doorsteps!
He has come with sleepless eyes with
the dried collyrium on his lips and
with Mahabur on his forehead.
Who knows about how he tempted
a lady the previous night and left her
in the lurch.
On his chest lies the thread of the
garland, which shows that he had
been in a tight embrace before
coming here.
How can he be happy by jilting
the love of the damsel from the
land of Vraj!
I had taken great pains to dress up
for him and was waiting with a
garland of exotic hued flowers!
I had anointed myself with a great
many fragrant perfumes.
My dear, the lotus of the pond had
wilted still he did not come.
He played on the flute, the melody
of that gave me happiness and relief
from misery.
He, the lord Padmanabha, reclining
on the serpent, has the beauty of
crores of Cupids.
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