ಶ್ರೀಕೃಷ್ಣಕರ್ಣಾಮೃತಮ್,೩:೭೬-೧೦೮)

SRIKRISHNA KARNAMRUTAM ASHWASA ೩ (SLOKAS ೭೬-೧೦೮) 

Srikrishna Karnamrutham

Srikrishna Karnamrutham is a beautiful devotional poem authored by Bilwamangala Swami, also known as Lila Shuka because of his descriptions of the leelas of Krishna in the same manner in which Suka described it to Parikshit.   Lila Suka has painted vivid word picutres of the leelas of Krishna as a child, as an adolescent boy and as a lover. The work contains ೩೨೮ verses in three aashwasas (or sargas, chapters). Throughout the book the undercurrent is loving devotion to Krishna who is regarded as the plenary incarnation of Mahavishnu, the purely sattwic aspect of brahman, the Ultimate reality.  It is said that Chaitanya mahaprabhu was acquainted with this work and he greatly appreciated it.

Given below are slokas ೭೬ to ೧೦೮ of the third ashwasa with a prosaic translation in English.

ಸ್ಮಿತಸ್ತಬಕಿತಾಧರಂ ಶಿಶಿರವೇಣುನಾದಾಮೃತಂ
ಮುಹುಸ್ತರಲಲೋಚನಂ ಮದಕಟಾಕ್ಷಮಾಲಾಕುಲಂ| 
ಉರಃಸ್ಥಲವಿಲೀನಯಾ ಕಮಲಯಾ ಸಮಾಲಿಂಗಿತಂ
ಭುವಸ್ತಲಮುಪಾಗತಂ ಭುವನದೈವತಂ ಪಾತು ನಃ || ೩.೭೬|| 


May we be protected by that god of the worlds, Krishna,  who has come down to this world,  whose lips are lit by a smile, whose melodies from the flute are cool, who has roving eyes, whose sidelong glances are passionate and who is embraced by Lakshmi who abides on his chest. 

ನಯನಾಂಬುಜೇ ಭಜತ ಕಾಮದುಘಂ
ಹೃದಯಾಂಬುಜೇ ಕಿಮಪಿ ಕಾರುಣಿಕಂ | 
ಚರಣಾಂಬುಜೇ ಮುನಿಕುಲೈಕಧನಂ
ವದನಾಂಬುಜೇ ವ್ರಜವಧೂವಿಭವಂ || ೩.೭೭|| 



Worship Krishna whose lotus-like eyes grant the desires (of devotees), lotus-like heart is full of mercy, lotus-like feet are the only wealth of saints and lotus-like face is the wealth of the belles of Vraja.

ನಿರ್ವಾಸನಂ ಹಂತ ರಸಾಂತರಾಣಾಂ
ನಿರ್ವಾಣಸಾಮ್ರಾಜ್ಯಮಿವಾವತೀರ್ಣಂ
ಅವ್ಯಾಜಮಾಧುರ್ಯಮಹಾನಿಧಾನ-
ಮವ್ಯಾದ್ ವ್ರಜಾನಾಮಧಿದೈವತಂ ನಃ || ೩.೭೮|| 


May  we be protected by Krishna, the Lord of the inhabitants of Vraja who is the taste which drives away other tastes, who has incarnated, as it were,  to rule over the Empire of salvation and  who is the repository of deceitless sweetness.

ಗೋಪೀನಾಮಭಿಮತವೇಷಹರ್ಷಾ-
ದಾಪೀನಸ್ತನಭರನಿರ್ಭರೋಪಗೂಢಂ| 
ಕೇಲೀನಾಮವತು ರಸೈರುಪಾಸ್ಯಮಾನಂ
ಕಾಲಿಂದೀಪುಲಿನಚರಂ ಪರಂ ಮಹೋ ನಃ || ೩.೭೯|| 

May we be protected by that great effulgence which strolls on the banks of the Yamuna, which is decked out in attire liked by the ample-bosomed gopis  who hold it in a tight embrace and which is worshipped by the joys of their love sport.

ಖೇಲತಾಂ ಮನಸಿ ಖೇಚರಾಂಗನಾ-
ಮಾನನೀಯಮೃದುವೇಣುನಿಃಸ್ವನೈಃ| 
ಕಾನನೇ ಕಿಮಪಿ ನಃ ಕೃತಾಸ್ಪದಂ
ಕಾಲಮೇಘಕಲಹೋದ್ವಹಂ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೮೦|| 

May that dark blue effulgence like that of dark clouds, abiding in some forest, sport in my mind accompanied by the soft melodies of the flute admired by the celestial damsels.




ಏಣಿಶಾಬವಿಲೋಚನಾಭಿರಲಸಶ್ರೋಣೀಭರಪ್ರೌಢಿಭಿ-
ರ್ವೇಣೀಭೂತರಸಕ್ರಮಾಭಿರಭಿತಃ ಶ್ರೇಣೀಕೃತಾಭಿರ್ವೃತಃ | 
ಪಾಣಿದ್ವೌ ಚ ವಿನೋದಯನ್ ರತಿಪತೇಸ್ತೂಣೀಶಯೈಸ್ಸಾಯಕೈ-
ರ್ವಾಣೀನಾಮಪದಂ ವ್ರಜಜನಕ್ಷೋಣೀಪತಿಃ ಪಾತು ನಃ || ೩.೮೧|| 

Let us be protected by the Lord of the land of Vraja who is surrounded  by doe-eyed gopis with slow moving hips and pretty walk and who amuses   both his hands by playing with the flower arrows in the quiver of the god of Love.
ಕಾಲಿಂದೀಪುಲಿನೇ ತಮಾಲನಿಬಿಡಚ್ಛಾಯೇ ಪುರಸ್ಸಂಚರ-
ತ್ತೋಯೇ  ತೋಯಜಪತ್ರಪಾತ್ರನಿಹಿತಂ ದಧ್ಯನ್ನಮಶ್ನಾತಿ ಯಃ | 
ವಾಮೇ ಪಾಣಿತಲೇ ನಿಧಾಯ ಮಧುರಂ ವೇಣುಂ ವಿಷಾಣಂ ಕಟಿ-
ಪ್ರಾಂತೇ ಸಾಚಿವಿಲಿಕಯನ್ ಪ್ರತಿಪಲಂ ತಂ ಬಾಲಮಾಲೋಕಯೇ || ೩.೮೨|| 
I visualise the child Krishna who, sitting on the Kalindi river bed under the shade of a tamala tree, with the river water flowing in front of him. eats rice mixed with curd from a lotus leaf,  holding the flute in his left hand and the horn on his waist and glancing sideways every now and then.

ಯದ್ ಗೋಪೀವದನೇಂದುಮಂಡನಮಭೂತ್ಕಸ್ತೂರಿಕಾಪತ್ರಕಂ
ಯಲ್ಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀಕುಚಶಾತಕುಂಭಕಲಶೇ ವ್ಯಾಕೋಶಮಿಂದೀವರಂ | 
ಯನ್ನಿರ್ವಾಣವಿಧಾನಸಾಧನವಿಧೌ ಸಿದ್ಧಾಂಜನಂ ಯೋಗಿನಾಂ
ತನ್ನಃ ಶ್ಯಾಮಲಮಾವಿರಸ್ತು ಹೃದಯೇ ಕೃಷ್ಣಾಭಿಧಾನಂ ಮಹಃ|| ೩.೮೩|| 

The effulgence called Krishna became the Kasturi mark on the moon-like faces of gopis, became indivara flower in full bloom on Lakshmi’s breasts resembling pots of gold and became the mystic ink for the yogis who were trying to attain Nirvana (Supreme state of Peace). May that Light shine in my heart.




ಫುಲ್ಲೇಂದೀವರಕಾಂತಿಮಿಂದುವದನಂ ಬರ್ಹಾವತಂಸಪ್ರಿಯಂ
ಶ್ರೀವತ್ಸಾಂಕಮುದಾರಕೌಸ್ತುಭಧರಂ ಪೀತಾಂಬರಂ ಸುಂದರಂ
ಗೋಪೀನಾಂ ನಯನೋತ್ಪಲಾರ್ಚಿತತನುಂ ಗೋಗೋಪಸಂಘಾವೃತಂ
ಗೋವಿಂದಂ ಕಲವೇಣುನಾದನಿರತಂ ದಿವ್ಯಾಂಗಭೂಷಂ ಭಜೇ || ೩.೮೪||  

I worship Govinda who is of the brightness of indivara flower in full bloom,  who is fond of adorning himself with peacock feathers, who has the mark of srivatsa on his chest, who wears the kaustubha diamond and silks of bright yellow, who is beautiful, worshipped by the eye-lotuses of the gopis, surrounded by cows and cowboys, creating melodies from his flute and fully decked out with gold and diamond ornaments.


ಯನ್ನಾಭಿಸರಸೀರುಹಾಂತರಪುಟೇ ಭೃಂಗಾಯಮಾಣೋ ವಿಧಿಃ
ಯದ್ವಕ್ಷಃಕಮಲಾವಿಲಾಸಸದನಂ ಯಚ್ಚಕ್ಷುಷೀ ಚೇಂದ್ವಿನೌ | 
ಯತ್ಪಾದಾಬ್ಜವಿನಿಃಸೃತಾ ಸುರನದೀ ಶಂಭೋಃ ಶಿರೋಭೂಷಣಂ
ಯನ್ನಾಮಸ್ಮರಣಂ ಧುನೋತಿ ದುರಿತಂ ಪಾಯಾತ್ ಸ ನಃ ಕೇಶವಃ|| ೩.೮೫|| 

May we be protected by that Keshava within the lotus from whose naval Brahma hovered like a bee, whose chest is the play house of Lakshmi, whose eyes are the sun and the moon, the celestial river which flows from whose lotus feet adorns the head of Lord Shiva and the remembrance of whose name washes away all sins and miseries. 


ರಕ್ಷಂತು ತ್ವಾಮಸಿತಜಲಜೈರಂಜಲಿಃ ಪಾದಮೂಲೇ
ಮೀನಾ ನಾಭೀಸರಸಿ ಹೃದಯೇ ಮಾರಬಾಣಾ ಮುರಾರೇಃ| 
ಹಾರಾಃ ಕಂಠೇ ಹರಿಮಣಿಮಯಾ ವಕ್ತ್ರಪದ್ಮೇ ದ್ವಿರೇಫಾಃ
ಪಿಂಛಾಚೂಡಾಶ್ಚಿಕುರನಿಚಯೇ ಘೋಷಯೋಷಿತ್ಕಟಾಕ್ಷಾಃ || ೩.೮೬|| 

May the sidelong glances of the belles of Vraja protect you; glances which offer worship at the feet of Krishna with dark lotus flowers, which are like fish in the lagoon of  his naval,  the arrows of the love god in Krishna’s heart,  necklace of blue gem stones around his neck, honey bees on his face and peacock plumes on his locks
[ Leela Suka visualizes the glances of the gopis as lotus flowers, fish, love god’s arrows, blue gem stones and honey bees ]

ದಧಿಮಥನನಿನಾದೈಸ್ತ್ಯಕ್ತನಿದ್ರಃ ಪ್ರಭಾತೇ
ನಿಭೃತಪದಮಗಾರಂ ವಲ್ಲವೀನಾಂ ಪ್ರವಿಷ್ಟಃ| 
ಮುಖಕಮಲಸಮೀರೈರಾಶು ನಿರ್ವಾಪ್ಯ ದೀಪಾನ್
ಕಬಲಿತನವನೀತಃ ಪಾತು ಗೋಪಾಲಬಾಲಃ|| ೩.೮೭|| 

The gopala boy Krishna wakes up early morning by the sound of churning of curd. He gets up from sleep and quietly steps into the houses of milkmaids. He extinguishes the lamps by blowing them out by the air from his lotus mouth.  Then (in the dark) he swallows the freshly churned butter. May that child Krishna protect all of us.

ಪ್ರಾತಃ ಸ್ಮರಾಮಿ ದಧಿಘೋಷವಿನೀತನಿದ್ರಂ
ನಿದ್ರಾವಸಾನರಮಣೀಯಮುಖಾರವಿಂದಂ
ಹೃದ್ಯಾನವದ್ಯವಪುಷಂ ನಯನಾಭಿರಾಮ-
ಮುನ್ನಿದ್ರಪದ್ಮನಯನಂ ನವನೀತಚೋರಂ || ೩.೮೮|| 

Early morning I call before my mind’s eye the form of Krishna who has just woken up hearing the sound of curd being churned for butter. I visualize his beautiful lotus-face just after he is awake. I remember his body without  any blemish and beautiful to behold and his eyes like a lotus in full bloom.  I also remember him as the stealer of butter.

ಫುಲ್ಲಹಲ್ಲಕವತಂಸಕೋಲ್ಲಸತ್
ಗಂಡಮಾಗಮಗವೀಗವೇಷಿತಂ
ವಲ್ಲವೀಚಿಕುರವಾಸಿತಾಂಗುಲಿ-
ಪಲ್ಲವಂ ಕಿಮಪಿ ವಲ್ಲವಂ ಭಜೇ || ೩.೮೯|| 


I worship some cowherd, soft as leaf buds,  whose cheeks shine with the red colour of the hallaka  flowers adorning his head, who is sought after by the Vedas and whose fingers are fragrant  by contact with the locks of hair of the gopis.


ಸ್ತೇಯಂ ಹರೇರ್ಹರತಿ ಯನ್ನವನೀತಚೌರ್ಯಂ
ಜಾರತ್ವಮಸ್ಯ ಗುರುತಲ್ಪಕೃತಾಪರಾಧಂ
ಹತ್ಯಾಂ ದಶಾನನಹತಿರ್ಮಧುಪಾನದೋಷಂ
ಯತ್ಪೂತನಾಸ್ತನಪಯಃ ಸ ಪುನಾತು ಕೃಷ್ಣಃ || ೩.೯೦|| 

May we be made pure by that Krishna, the thought of whose stealing butter removes the sin of theft,  the thought of whose illicit love removes the sin committed to the guru,  the thought of killing of Ravana removes the sin of murder and the thought of his drinking Poothana’s milk  removes the sin of drinking liquor.


ಮಾರ! ಮಾ ವಸ ಮದೀಯಮಾನಸೇ
ಮಾಧವೈಕನಿಲಯೇ ಯದೃಚ್ಛಯಾ| 
ಶ್ರೀರಮಾಪತಿರಿಹಾಗಮೇದಸೌ
ಕಃ ಸಹೇತ ನಿಜವೇಶ್ಮಲಂಘನಂ || ೩.೯೧|| 

O god of Love!  Do not reside in my mind which is the abode of only Madhava.  The consort of Lakshmi may come here any moment.  Who will tolerate the trespass of one’s own house?

ಆಕುಂಚಿತಂ ಜಾನು ಕರಂಚ ವಾಮಂ
ನ್ಯಸ್ಯ ಕ್ಷಿತೌ ದಕ್ಷಿಣಹಸ್ತಪದ್ಮೇ| 
ಆಲೋಕಯಂತಂ ನವನೀತಖಂಡಂ
ಬಾಲಂ ಭಜೇ ಕೃಷ್ಣಮುಪಾನತಾಂಕಂ || ೩.೯೨|| 


Child Krishna is moving on his knees and with his left hand pressed on the floor.  On his right hand is a blob of butter at which he is looking intently.  I meditate on this beautiful form of Krishna.

ಜಾನುಭ್ಯಾಮಭಿಧಾವಂತಂ
ಪಾಣಿಭ್ಯಾಮತಿಸುಂದರಂ| 
ಸಕುಂಡಲಾಲಕಂ ಬಾಲಂ
ಗೋಪಾಲಂ ಚಿಂತಯೇದುಷಃ || ೩.೯೩|| 


One should think of the cowherd child, Krishna, in the early morning hours visualizing him as moving on his knees and hands and looking very pretty with his ear globes and his curly hair.  

ವಿಹಾಯ ಕೋದಂಡಶರೌ ಮುಹೂರ್ತಂ
ಗೃಹಾಣಪಾಣೌ ಮಣಿಚಾರುವೇಣುಂ
ಮಾಯೂರಬರ್ಹಂ ಚ ನಿಜೋತ್ತಮಾಂಗೇ
ಸೀತಾಪತೇ ತ್ವಾಂ ಪ್ರಣಮಾಮಿ ಪಶ್ಚಾತ್ || ೩.೯೪|| 
O Ram! for a while keep aside your bow and arrows and take up the diamond-studded flute in your hands and sport a peacock feather on your head. I will then prostrate before you. 

ಅಯಂ ಕ್ಷೀರಾಂಭೋಧೇಃ ಪತಿರಿತಿ ಗವಾಂ ಪಾಲಕ ಇತಿ
ಶ್ರಿತೋಽಸ್ಮಾಭಿಃ ಕ್ಷೀರೋಪನಯನಧಿಯಾ ಗೋಪತನಯಃ| 
ಅನೇನ ಪ್ರತ್ಯೂಹೋ ವ್ಯರಚಿ ಸತತಂ ಯೇನ ಜನನೀ-
ಸ್ತನಾದಪ್ಯಸ್ಮಾಕಂ ಸಕೃದಪಿ ಪಯೋ ದುರ್ಲಭಮಭೂತ್ || ೩.೯೫|| 

We put our fainth on this son of a gopa thinking he is the Lord of the  milky ocean and  takes care of cows  and hoping that we would have uninterrupted supply of milk.  But he did the entirely opposite thing by which even our mothers’ milk became difficult to get (i.e. we were released from the cycle of births and deaths).

ಹಸ್ತಮಾಕ್ಷಿಪ್ಯ ಯಾತೋಽಸಿ
ಬಲಾತ್ ಕೃಷ್ಣ! ಕಿಮದ್ಭುತಂ
ಹೃದಯಾದ್ಯದಿ ನಿರ್ಯಾಸಿ
ಪೌರುಷಂ ಗಣಯಾಮಿ ತೇ || ೩.೯೬|| 
Krishna!  You have run away after forcefully extricating yourself from my hands.  That is no wonder. I will recognise your manliness only if you can get out of my heart.

ತಮಸಿ ರವಿರಿವೋದ್ಯನ್ಮಜ್ಜತಾಮಂಬುರಾಶೌ
ಪ್ಲವ ಇವ ತೃಷಿತಾನಾಂ ಸ್ವಾದುವರ್ಷೀವ ಮೇಘಃ| 
ನಿಧಿರಿವ ವಿಧನಾನಾಂ ದೀರ್ಘತೀವ್ರಾಮಯಾಣಾಂ
ಭಿಷಗಿವ ಕುಶಲಂ ನೋ ದಾತುಮಾಯಾತು ಶೌರಿಃ || ೩.೯೭|| 

May Krishna come to safeguard our welfare like a rising Sun for those in the dark, like a boat to those drowning in the sea,  like a cloud raining tasty water for those who are thirsty and like a physician to those who suffer chronic diseases.

ಕೋದಂಡಂ ಮಸೃಣಂ ಸುಗಂಧಿ ವಿಶಿಖಂ ಚಕ್ರಾಬ್ಜಪಾಶಾಂಕುಶಂ
ಹೈಮೀಂ ವೇಣುಲತಾಂ ಕರೈಶ್ಚ ದಧತಂ ಸಿಂದೂರಪುಂಜಾರುಣಂ| 
ಕಂದರ್ಪಾಧಿಕಸುಂದರಂ ಸ್ಮಿತಮುಖಂ ಗೋಪಾಂಗನಾವೇಷ್ಟಿತಂ
ಗೋಪಾಲಂ ಸತತಂ ಭಜಾಮಿ ವರದಂ ತ್ರೈಲೋಕ್ಯರಕ್ಷಾಮಣಿಂ || ೩.೯೮|| 

I meditate always on Gopala who holds a smooth bow, scented flower arrows, wheel, lotus, rope, goad  and  a golden flute, who is reddish like saffron, who is prettier than the God of love, who has an ever smiling face, who is surrounded by gopis,  who is the protector of the three worlds and e who gives boons (to his devotees).
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ಸಾಯಂಕಾಲೇ ವನಾಂತೇ ಕುಸುಮಿತಸಮಯೇ ಸೈಕತೇ ಚಂದ್ರಿಕಾಯಾಂ
ತ್ರೈಲೋಕ್ಯಾಕರ್ಷಣಾಂಗಂ ಸುರನರಗಣಿಕಾ ಮೋಹನಾಪಾಂಗಮೂರ್ತಿಂ| 
ಸೇವ್ಯಂ ಶೃಂಗಾರಭಾವೈರ್ನವರಸಭರಿತೈರ್ಗೋಪಕನ್ಯಾಸಹಸ್ರೈ-
ರ್ವಂದೇಹಂ ರಾಸಕೇಲೀರತಮತಿಸುಭಗಂ ಪಶ್ಯ ಗೋಪಾಲಕೃಷ್ಣಂ || ೩.೯೯|| 

It is evening in the woods with  trees laden with flowers and the sand banks of Yamuna bathed in moonlight.  Krishna is engaged in the rasa dance with the gopis. His form and glances enthrall the damsels of heaven and earth. He is surrounded by thousands of passionate gopis full of the nine rasas (sentiments).  I  visualize that very handsome cowherd Krishna who attracts all the three worlds and respectfully salute him.


ಕದಂಬಮೂಲೇ ಕ್ರೀಡಂತಂ
ವೃಂದಾವನನಿವೇಶಿತಂ| 
ಪದ್ಮಾಸನಸ್ಥಿತಂ ವಂದೇ
ವೇಣುಂ ಗಾಯಂತಮಚ್ಯುತಂ|| ೩.೧೦೦|| 

I salute that Achyutha who creates melodies from the flute,  plays beneath the Kadamba tree, lives in Brindavan and sits on lotus pose.

ಬಾಲಂ ನೀಲಾಂಬುಜಾಭಂ ನವಮಣಿವಿಲಸತ್ಕಿಂಕಿಣೀಜಾಲಬದ್ಧಂ
ಶ್ರೋಣೀಜಂಘಾಂತಯುಗ್ಮಂ ವಿಪುಲರುರುನಖಪ್ರೋಲ್ಲಸತ್ಕಂಠಭೂಷಂ| 
ಫುಲ್ಲಾಂಭೋಜಾಭವಕ್ತ್ರಂ ಹತಶಕಟಮರುತ್ಪೂತನಾದ್ಯಂ ಪ್ರಸನ್ನಂ
ಗೋವಿಂದಂ ವಂದಿತೇಂದ್ರಾದ್ಯಮರವರಮಜಂ ಪೂಜಯೇದ್ವಾಸರಾದೌ || ೩.೧೦೧|| 

We have to worship, at beginning of the day, the birth less child Govinda,
dark as the blue cloud, with a gem studded belt with bells on his hips, who wears around his neck an ornament with tiger’s nail, who has a face that is like a lotus flower in full bloom,  who killed Poothana, Trinavartha, Sakatasura and other asuras, who has a smiling face  and is worshipped by Indra and other devas. 


ವಂದ್ಯಂ ದೇವೈರ್ಮುಕುಂದಂ ವಿಕಸಿತಕುರುವಿಂದಾಭಮಿಂದೀವರಾಕ್ಷಂ
ಗೋಗೋಪೀವೃಂದವೀತಂ ಜಿತರಿಪುನಿವಹಂ ಕುಂದಮಂದಾರಹಾಸಂ| 
ನೀಲಗ್ರೀವಾಗ್ರ್ಯಪಿಂಛಗ್ರಥನಸುವಿಲಸತ್ಕುಂತಲಂ ಭಾನುಮಂತಂ
ದೇವಂ ಪೀತಾಂಬರಾಢ್ಯಂ ಯಜ ಯಜ ದಿನಶೋಮಧ್ಯಮಾಹ್ನೇ  ರಮಾಯೈ || ೩.೧೦೨|| 

Daily worship Mukunda at noon for wealth; Mukunda who is  worshipped by the celestials, who shines like the kuruvinda flowers, who  has  eyes like blue lotus, who is always surrounded by cows and gopis, who has vanquished hoards of enemies, who smiles with teeth which are like jasmine buds, who is very pretty being decorated by the feathers of the peacock, who has pretty hair on his head and who is gorgeous in his yellow silks.

ವಿಕ್ರಾಂತಧ್ವಸ್ತವೈರಿವ್ರಜಮಜಿತಮಪಾಸ್ತಾವನಿಭಾರಮಾದ್ಯೈ-
ರಾವೀತಂ ನಾರದಾದ್ಯೈರ್ಮುನಿಭಿರಭಿನುತಂ ತತ್ತ್ವನಿರ್ಣೀತಿಹೇತೋಃ| 
ಸಾಯಾಹ್ನೇ ನಿರ್ಮಲಾಂಗಂ ನಿರುಪಮರುಚಿರಂ ಚಿಂತಯೇನ್ನೀಲಭಾಸಂ
ಮಂತ್ರೀವಿಶ್ವೋದಯಸ್ಥಿತ್ಯಪಹರಣಪದಂ ಮುಕ್ತಿದಂ ವಾಸುದೇವಂ || ೩.೧೦೩|| 

Meditate daily during evenings on Vasudeva who, by his valour, finished off the horde of enemies, who is invincible, who reduces the burden of mother earth, who is prayed to by Narada and other sages for arriving at the nature of  the Absolute Reality, who has an unblemished pure form, who is of incomparable beauty, who is of dark blue complexion, who is the cause of birth, upkeep and death of the world and who is the one God who grants salvation to his devotees.

ಕೋದಂಡಮೈಕ್ಷವಖಂಡಮಿಷುಂಚ ಪೌಷ್ಪಂ
ಚಕ್ರಾಬ್ಜಪಾಶಸೃಣಿಕಾಂಚನವಂಶನಾಲಂ| 
ಬಿಭ್ರಾಣಮಷ್ಟವಿಧಬಾಹುಭಿರರ್ಕವರ್ಣಂ
ಧ್ಯಾಯೇದ್ಧರಿಂ ಮದನಗೋಪವಿಲಾಸವೇಷಂ || ೩.೧೦೪|| 

Meditate on Hari who holds in his eight hands the bow, cane of sugar, arrows made of flowers, the chakra, the lotus, the rope, the goad and the flute made of gold  in his eight hands, who is of the red colour of the rising sun god and has put on the form of God of love who is a cowherd.

ಅಂಗುಲ್ಯಾ ಕಃ ಕವಾಟೇ ಪ್ರಹರತಿ ? ದಯಿತೇ ಮಾಧವ: ಕಿಂ ವಸಂತೋ?
ನೋ ಚಕ್ರೀ ಕಿಂ ಕುಲಾಲಃ? ನ ಹಿ ಧರಣಿಧರಃ ಕಿಂ ದ್ವಿಜಿಹ್ವಃ ಫಣೀಂದ್ರಃ
ನಾಹಂ ಘೋರಾಹಿಮರ್ದೀ ಕಿಮಪಿ ಖಗಪತಿರ್ನೋ ಹರಿಃ ಕಿಂ ಸುರೇಂದ್ರಃ
ಇತ್ಯೇವಂ ಗೋಪಕನ್ಯಾಪ್ರತಿವಚನಜಿತಃ ಪಾತುವಶ್ಚಕ್ರಪಾಣಿಃ  || ೩.೧೦೫|| 
[This is a conversation between Krishna and a gopi  where the poet has made use of words which have more than one meaning]
Gopi: Who is tapping the door with his fingers.
Krishna: Dear, it is Madhava.
Gopi: Is it Vasanta?  [ Madhava also means vasanta, the season of flowers]
Krishna: No dear, I am chakree  (Krishna has chakra as his weapon)
Gopi: Are you a potter ? (chakree also means a potter who also works with
                         a  wheel i.e. chakra)
Krishna: No, I am dharanidhara (the Lord of Earth)
Gopi:    Are you the serpent Adishesha?  (dharanidhara refers to Adisesha
                                         also as he supports the earth on
                                         his hoods)
Krishna: No. I am the one who subdued Kaliya
Gopi:    Then are you Garuda? (Kaliya, for fear of Garuda had taken
       shelter in Yamuna)
Krishna:  No, I am Hari
Gopi:  Are you Indra? (Hari also means Indra)
Thus Krishna was floored by the Gopi. May that Krishna take care of you all.

ರಾಧಾಮೋಹನಮಂದಿರಾದುಪಗತಃ ಚಂದ್ರಾವಲೀಮೂಚಿವಾನ್
ರಾಧೇ ಕ್ಷೇಮಮಯೇಽಸ್ತಿ ತಸ್ಯ ವಚನಂ ಶ್ರುತ್ವಾಹ ಚಂದ್ರಾವಲೀ| 
ಕಂಸ! ಕ್ಷೇಮಮಯೇ, ವಿಮುಗ್ಧಹೃದಯೇ ಕಂಸಃ ಕ್ವ ದೃಷ್ಟಸ್ತ್ವಯಾ
ರಾಧಾ ಕ್ವೇತಿ ವಿಲಜ್ಜಿತೋ ನತಮುಖಃ ಸ್ಮೇರೋ ಹರಿಃ ಪಾತು ವಃ || ೩.೧೦೬|| 
Coming out of the pretty house of Radha, Krishna asked Chandravali,
“Hey Radha, how do you do?” and hearing those words,
Chandravali says  “Hey Kamsa, how do you do?”
Krishna retorts  “Oh girl!  have you lost your senses,
Where was Kamsa seen by you?”
Chandravali asks in the same vein “Where was Radha seen by you?”
Floored, Krishna shyly bends down his head and smiles. May that Krishna save all of you from everything.

ಯಾ ಪ್ರೀತಿರ್ವಿದುರಾರ್ಪಿತೇ ಮುರರಿಪೋ ಕುಂತ್ಯರ್ಪಿತೇ ಯಾದೃಶೀ
ಯಾ ಗೋವರ್ಧನಮೂರ್ಧ್ನಿ ಯಾ ಚ ಪೃಥುಕೇ ಸ್ತನ್ಯೇ ಯಶೋದಾರ್ಪಿತೇ
ಭಾರದ್ವಾಜಸಮರ್ಪಿತೇ ಶಬರಿಕಾದತ್ತೇಽಧರೇ ಯೋಷಿತಾಂ
ಯಾ ಪ್ರೀತಿರ್ಮುನಿಪತ್ನಿಭಕ್ತಿರಚಿತೇ ಽಪ್ಯತ್ರಾಪಿ ತಾಂ ತಾಂ ಕುರು    [೩.೧೦೭]

The poet entreats the Lord to accept his composition with the same fondness with which he had accepted the offerings of other devotees:

“ O Krishna! The fondness you had for the offerings of Vidura and Kunti, the satisfaction you derived on top of the Govardhana hill, the fondness for the flattened rice offered by Kuchela, for Yashoda’s breast milk, for the feast spread out by Bharadwaja during the incarnation as Rama, for the fruits offered by Sabari, for the lips of the Gopis and for the offerings made by the wives of sages – with the same fondness please accept this as my humble offering.

ಕೃಷ್ಣಾನುಸ್ಮರಣಾದೇವ
ಪಾಪಸಂಘಾತಪಂಜರಃ| 
ಶತಧಾ ಭೇದಮಾಯಾತಿ
ಗಿರಿರ್ವಜ್ರಹತೋ ಯಥಾ || ೧೦೮|| 

By the unintrrrupted  remembrance of Lord Krishna, the iron cage of the accumulation of sins  would break into a  hundred pieces like a mountain struck by the vajrayudha of Indra

ಶ್ರೀಕೃಷ್ಣಕರ್ಣಾಮೃತಮ್, ೩:೫೧ to ೭೫

Srikrishna Karnamrutham

Srikrishna Karnamrutham is a beautiful devotional poem authored by Bilwamangala Swami, also known as Lila Shuka because of his descriptions of the leelas of Krishna in the same manner in which Suka described it to Parikshit.   Lila Suka has painted vivid word picutres of the leelas of Krishna as a child, as an adolescent boy and as a lover. The work contains ೩೨೮ verses in three aashwasas (or sargas, chapters). Throughout the book the undercurrent is loving devotion to Krishna who is regarded as the plenary incarnation of Mahavishnu, the purely sattwic aspect of brahman, the Ultimate reality.  It is said that Chaitanya mahaprabhu was acquainted with this work and he greatly appreciated it.

Given below are slokas ೫೧ to ೭೫ of the third ashwasa with a prosaic translation in English.  

ಅಹಿಮಕರಕರನಿಕರಮೃದುಮೃದಿತಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀ
ಸರಸತರಸರಸಿರುಹಸದೃಶದೃಶಿ ದೇವೇ
ವ್ರಜಯುವತಿರತಿಕಲಹವಿಜಯನಿಜಲೀಲಾ
ಮದಮುದಿತವದನಶಶಿಮಧುರಿಮಣಿ ಲೀಯೇ || ೫೧|| 

Let me become dissolved in the sweetness of Krishna whose eyes are more pretty than the beautiful lotus held in the hand of Lakshmi which is bathed by the rays of the rising sun and whose sweet moon-like face is happy because of his victory in playful love quarrel with the gopis of Vraja.


ಕರಕಮಲದರದಲಿತಲಲಿತತರವಂಶೀ
ಕಲನಿನದಗಲದಮೃತಘನಸರಸಿ ದೇವೇ
ಸಹಜರಸಭರಭರಿತದರಹಸಿತವೀಚೀ
ಸತತವಹದಧರಮಣಿಮಧುರಿಮಣಿ ಲೀಯೇ || ೫೨|| 

Let me get dissolved in the sweetness of Krishna the nectar of sweet melodies flowing from the delicate flute held in whose lotus-like hands create a lagoon and whose jewel-like lips always carry a wave of smiles sprouting spontaneously out of his naturally blissful state.   


ಕುಸುಮಶರಶರಸಮರಕುಪಿತಮದಗೋಪೀ-
ಕುಚಕಲಶಘುಸೃಣರಸಲಸದುರಸಿ ದೇವೇ| 
ಮದಲಲಿತಮೃದುಹಸಿತಮುಷಿತಶಶಿಶೋಭಾ-
ಮುಹುರಧಿಕಮುಖಕಮಲಮಧುರಿಮಣಿ ಲೀಯೇ  || ೫೩|| 

Let me get dissolved in the sweetness of Krishna whose body is smeared with sandal paste from the pot-like breasts of gopis  who are angry because of the attack of Cupid with his  flower arrows and whose soft and sweet smile lighting up the lotus-like face steals the brightness of the moon.

ಆನಮ್ರಾಮಸಿತಭ್ರುವೋರುಪಚಿತಾಮಕ್ಷೀಣಪಕ್ಷ್ಮಾಂಕುರೇ-
ಷ್ವಾಲೋಲಾಮನುರಾಗಿಣೋರ್ನಯನಯೋರಾರ್ದ್ರಾಂ ಮೃದೌ ಜಲ್ಪಿತೇ | 
ಆತಾಮ್ರಾಮಧರಾಮೃತೇ ಮದಕಲಾಮಮ್ಲಾನವಂಶೀರವೇ-
ಷ್ವಾಶಾಸ್ತೇ ಮಮ ಲೋಚನಂ ವ್ರಜಶಿಶೋರ್ಮೂರ್ತಿಂ ಜಗನ್ಮೋಹಿನೀಂ|| ೫೪|| 


My eyes yearn for Krishna’s form which captivates the heart of the whole world with its curved brows and thick hair, tenderness in the eyes for those who love, softness in speech, redness in the nectarine lips and undiminished shringara in the melodies from the flute. 


ತತ್ಕೈಶೋರಂ ತಚ್ಚ ವಕ್ತ್ರಾರವಿಂದಂ
ತತ್ ಕಾರುಣ್ಯಂ ತಚ್ಚ ಲೀಲಾಕಟಾಕ್ಷಾಃ | 
ತತ್ ಸೌಂದರ್ಯಂ ಸಾ ಚ ಮಂದಸ್ಮಿತಶ್ರೀಃ
ಸತ್ಯಂ ಸತ್ಯಂ ದುರ್ಲಭಂ ದೈವತೇಷು || ೧.೫೫|| 

That childhood, that Lotus of a face, that compassion, that playful sidelong glances, that beauty and that bewitching  smile – truly these are difficult to see even among the gods.

ವಿಶ್ವೋಪಪ್ಲವಶಮನೈಕಬದ್ಧದೀಕ್ಷಂ
ವಿಶ್ವಾಸಸ್ತಬಕಿತಚೇತಸಾಂ ಜನಾನಾಂ| 
ಪಶ್ಯಾಮಃ ಪ್ರತಿನವಕಾಂತಿಕಂದಲಾರ್ದ್ರಂ
ಪಶ್ಯಾಮಃ ಪಥಿ ಪಥಿ ಶೈಶವಂ ಮುರಾರೇಃ||  ೫೬|| 

At every step we see the child like form of Murari (Krishna)  which takes on ever new mellifluous effulgence and which has vowed to destroy all those who hurt the people who have in their hearts unshakable faith in it.


ಮೌಲಿಶ್ಚಂದ್ರಕಭೂಷಣಂ ಮರಕತಸ್ತಂಭಾಭಿರಾಮಂ ವಪು-
ರ್ವಕ್ತ್ರಂ ಚಿತ್ರವಿಮುಗ್ಧಹಾಸಮಧುರಂ ಬಾಲೇ ವಿಲೋಲೇ ದೃಶೌ| 
ವಾಚಃ ಶೈಶವಶೀತಲಾ ಮದಗಜಶ್ಲಾಘ್ಯಾ ವಿಲಾಸಸ್ಥಿತಿಃ
ಮಂದಂ ಮಂದಮಯೇ ಕ ಏಷ ಮಥುರಾವೀಥೀಮಿತೋ ಗಾಹತೇ || ೫೭||  

Who is this who walks slowly in the streets of Mathura,  his head adorned with peacock feathers, his body like a pillar of emerald, face sweet with a beautiful smile, eyes childish and roving, speech cool as a child’s and gait as that of an elephant in rut.



ಪಾದೌ ಪಾದವಿನಿರ್ಜಿತಾಂಬುಜವನೌ ಪದ್ಮಾಲಯಾಲಂಕೃತೌ
ಪಾಣೀ ವೇಣುವಿನೋದನಪ್ರಣಯಿನೌ ಪರ್ಯಾಪ್ತಶಿಲ್ಪಶ್ರಿಯೌ| 
ಬಾಹೂ ದೋಹದಭಾಜನಂ ಮೃಗದೃಶಾಂ ಮಾಧುರ್ಯಾಧಾರಾ ಗಿರೋ
ವಕ್ತ್ರಂ ವಾಗ್ವಿಭವಾತಿಲಂಘಿತಮಹೋ ಬಾಲಂ ಕಿಮೇತನ್ಮಹಃ || ೫೮|| 

What is this effulgence of a child whose feet excel forests of lotus flowers (in softness and beauty) and are decorated by Goddess Lakshmi, hands which are fond of playing the flute and which look as if beautifully sculptured,  arms which induce passion in doe-eyed gopis, speech which is a continuous flow of sweetness and a face the beauty of which cannot be described in words? 

ಬರ್ಹಂ ನಾಮ ವಿಭೂಷಣಂ ಬಹುಮತಂ ವೇಷಾಯ ಶೇಷೈರಲಂ
ವಕ್ತ್ತ್ರಂ ಚಿತ್ರವಿಶೇಷಕಾಂತಿಲಹರೀವಿನ್ಯಾಸಧನ್ಯಾಧರಂ| 
ಶೀಲೈರಲ್ಪಧಿಯಾಮಗಮ್ಯವಿಭವೈಃ ಶೃಂಗಾರಭಂಗೀಮಯಂ
ಚಿತ್ರಂ ಚಿತ್ರಮಹೋ ವಿಚಿತ್ರಮಹೋ ಚಿತ್ರಂ ವಿಚಿತ್ರಂ ಮಹಃ|| ೫೯|| 

Peacock feathers are adornments, nothing else is required.  The face is decorated by different coloured designs which light up the lips.  Body is bewitchingly beautiful  which dull wits cannot comprehend or appreciate. This effulgence (of Krishna) is indeed the wonder of wonders.

ಅಗ್ರೇ ಸಮಗ್ರಯತಿ ಕಾಮಪಿ ಕೇಲಿಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀ-
ಮನ್ಯಾಸು ದಿಕ್ಷ್ವಪಿ ವಿಲೋಚನಮೇವ ಸಾಕ್ಷೀ| 
ಹಾ ಹಂತ ಹಸ್ತಪಥದೂರಮಹೋ ಕಿಮೇತ-
ದಾಸೀತ್ ಕಿಶೋರಮಯಮಂಬ ಜಗತ್ತ್ರಯಂ ಮೇ || ೬೦|| 

I see in front of me and in all other directions the heart warming play of Krishna for which only my eyes are witness.  For me all the three worlds are only the young boy Krishna but alas ! he is out of reach of my hands.

ಚಿಕುರಂ ಬಹುಲಂ ವಿರಲಂ ಭೃಮರಂ
ಮೃದುಲಂ ವಚನಂ ವಿಪುಲಂ ನಯನಂ| 
ಅಧರಂ ಮಧುರಂ ವದನಂ ಲಲಿತಂ
ಚಪಲಂ ಚರಿತಂ ಚ ಕದಾಽನುಭವೇ|| ೬೧|| 

When shall I experience in my mind Krishna with his thick locks of hair, low brow, soft speech, large eyes, sweet lips, pretty face and playful walk (habit).


ಪರಿಪಾಲಯ ನಃ ಕೃಪಾಲಯೇ-
ತ್ಯಸಕೃಜ್ಜಲ್ಪಿತಮಾತ್ಮಬಾಂಧವಃ| 
ಮುರಲೀಮೃದುಲಸ್ವನಾಂತರೇ
ವಿಭುರಾಕರ್ಣಿಯಿತಾ ಕದಾ ನನು? || ೬೨|| 

When will Lord Krishna who is the friend of all hear, in between the sweet melodies from his flute, my frequent prattle of  ‘O merciful one! kindly protect us’?

ಕದಾ ನು ಕಸ್ಯಾಂ ನು ವಿಪದ್ದಶಾಯಾಂ
ಕೈಶೋರಗಂಧಿ ಕರುಣಾಂಬುಧಿರ್ನಃ
ವಿಲೋಚನಾಭ್ಯಾಂ ವಿಪುಲಾಯತಾಭ್ಯಾಂ
ವ್ಯಲೋಕಯಿಷ್ಯನ್ವಿಷಯೀಕರೋತಿ || ೬೩|| 

When and in what dire circumstances will young boy Krishna, ocean of mercy, will see me with his wide, long eyes and reveal Himself to me.

ಮಧುರಮಧರಬಿಂಬೇ ಮಂಜುಲಂ ಮಂದಹಾಸೇ
ಶಿಶಿರಮಮೃತವಾಕ್ಯೇ ಶೀತಲಂ ದೃಷ್ಟಿಪಾತೇ
ವಿಪುಲಮರುಣನೇತ್ರೇ ವಿಶ್ರುತಂ ವೇಣುನಾದೇ
ಮರಕತಮಣಿನೀಲಂ ಬಾಲಮಾಲೋಕಯಾಮಃ || ೬೪|| 

We see child Krishna, dark blue as the emerald stone, sweet in his lips, pretty in his smile, cool in his nectarine speech and in his glances, wide in his eyes with reddish tinge and famous in the melodies from his flute.


ಮಾಧುರ್ಯಾದಪಿ ಮಧುರಂ
ಮನ್ಮಥತಾತಸ್ಯ ಕಿಮಪಿ ಕೈಶೋರಂ| 
ಚಾಪಲ್ಯಾದಪಿಚಪಲಂ
ಚೇತೋ ಮಮ ಹರತಿ ಹಂತ ಕಿಂ ಕುರ್ಮಃ || ೬೫|| 


The boyhood of Krishna, father of the Love God,  is sweeter than sweetness itself and he is more playful than playfulness itself. It has stolen my heart. What shall I do?


ವಕ್ಷಃ ಸ್ಥಲೇ ಚ ವಿಪುಲಂ ನಯನೋತ್ಪಲೇ ಚ
ಸ್ಮಿತೇ ಚ ಮೃದುಲಂ ಮದಜಲ್ಪಿತೇ ಚ | 
ಬಿಂಬಾಧರೇ ಚ ಮಧುರಂ ಮುರಲೀರವೇ ಚ
ಬಾಲಂ ವಿಲಾಸನಿಧಿಮಾಕಲಯೇ ಕದಾ ನು? || ೧.೬೬|| 

Wide chest and wide eyes,  softness in smile and in talk,   sweetness in the lips and in the music of the flute  - when can I see the child (Krishna), the treasure house of all these qualities of beauty and grace?

ಆರ್ದ್ರಾವಲೋಕಿತದಯಾಪರಿಣದ್ಧನೇತ್ರ-
ಮಾವಿಷ್ಕೃತಸ್ಮಿತಸುಧಾಮಧುರಾಧರೋಷ್ಠಂ | 
ಆದ್ಯಂ ಪುಮಾಂಸಮವತಂಸಿತಬರ್ಹಿಬರ್ಹ-
ಮಾಲೋಕಯಂತಿ ಕೃತಿನಃ ಕೃತಪುಣ್ಯಪುಂಜಾಃ || ೧.೬೭|| 

Only those who have done a lot of good deeds and accumulated enough merit can see the very First Person (incarnated as Krishna), his head adorned with peacock feathers, his mellifluous glances tinged with compassion and with his lips, as sweet as nectar, lit up by a beautiful smile.

ಮಾರಃ ಸ್ವಯಂ ನು ಮಧುರದ್ಯುತಿಮಂಡಲಂ ನು
ಮಾಧುರ್ಯಮೇವ ನು ಮನೋನಯನಾಮೃತಂ ನು
ವಾಣೀಮೃಜಾ ನು ಮಮ ಜೀವಿತವಾಲ್ಲಭೋ ನು
ಬಾಲೋಽಯಮಭ್ಯುದಯತೇ ಮಮ ಲೋಚನಾಯ || ೬೮|| 

The form of child Krishna rises before my eyes making me wonder whether this is the Love god himself, or effulgence of sweetness, or sweetness itself, or nectar for the eyes and mind, or beauty of speech or  Lord and darling of my life.

ಬಾಲೋಽಯಮಾಲೋಲವಿಲೋಚನೇನ
ವಕ್ತ್ರೇಣ ಚಿತ್ರೀಕೃತದಿಙ್ಮುಖೇನ| 
ವೇಷೇಣ ಘೊಷೋಚಿತಭೂಷಣೇನ
ಮುಗ್ಧೇನ ದುಗ್ಧೇ ನಯನೋತ್ಸವಂ ನಃ || ೬೯|| 

This boy Krishna is a veritable feast (festival) for our eyes with his roving eyes, with his face which captures the beauty of all the directions,  with his clothes and adornments suitable for cowherds and with his fondness for milk.

ಆಂದೋಲಿತಾಗ್ರಭುಜಮಾಕುಲನೇತ್ರಲೀಲ-
ಮಾರ್ದ್ರಸ್ಮಿತಾರ್ದ್ರವದನಾಂಬುಜಚಂದ್ರಬಿಂಬಂ| 
ಶಿಂಜಾನಭೂಷಣಶತಂ ಶಿಖಿಪಿಂಛಮೌಲಿಂ
ಶೀತಂ ವಿಲೋಚನರಸಾಯನಮಭ್ಯುಪೈತಿ  || ೭೦|| 

Approaching me is an effulgence (Krishna),   cool and nectar to the eyes,  arms swinging, eyes playfully roving, sweet smile, moon-like lotus face,  a hundred ornaments tinkling and head adorned with peacock plumes..  



ಪಶುಪಾಲಬಾಲಪರಿಷದ್ವಿಭೂಷಣಂ
ಶಿಶುರೇಷ ಶೀತಲವಿಲೋಲಲೋಚನಃ| 
ಮೃದುಲಸ್ಮಿತಾರ್ದ್ರವದನೇಂದುಸಂಪದಾ
ಮದಯನ್ ಮದೀಯಹೃದಯಂ ವಿಗಾಹತೇ || ೭೧|| 


This child who is the ornament of the assembly of cowherd boys, whose eyes are cool and roving, and whose  moon-like face is lighted up by a soft smile dives into my heart filling it with joy. 


ತದಿದಮುಪನತಂ ತಮಾಲಲೀಲಂ
ತರಲವಿಲೋಚನತಾರಕಾಭಿರಾಮಂ| 
ಮುದಿತಮುದಿತವಕ್ತ್ರಚಂದ್ರಬಿಂಬಂ
ಮುಖರಿತವೇಣುವಿಲಾಸಜೀವಿತಂ ಮೇ || ೭೨|| 

I have been blessed with the vision of this (Krishna),  dark blue as the tamala,  eyes with the pupils roving, moon-like face radiating joy and playing the flute the melodies from which are my very life.  

ಚಾಪಲ್ಯಸೀಮ ಚಪಲಾನುಭವೈಕಸೀಮ
ಚಾತುರ್ಯಸೀಮ ಚತುರಾನನಶಿಲ್ಪಸೀಮ | 
ಸೌರಭ್ಯ ಸೀಮ ಸಕಲಾದ್ಭುತಕೇಲಿಸೀಮ
ಸೌಭಾಗ್ಯಸೀಮ ತದಿದಂ ವ್ರಜಭಾಗ್ಯಸೀಮ || ೧.೭೩|| 

This (Krishna) is the acme of playfulness, the limit of experience of Lakshmi, perfection of cleverness, the highest manifestation of Brahma’s handiwork, the perfection of sweet smell, the limit of all wonderful exploits, the repository of all auspicious qualities and the summit of good fortune of the inhabitants of Vraja

ಮಾಧುರ್ಯೇಣ ದ್ವಿಗುಣಶಿಶಿರಂ ವಕ್ತ್ರಚಂದ್ರಂ ವಹಂತೀ
ವಂಶೀವೀಥೀವಿಗಲದಮೃತಸ್ರೋತಸಾ ಸೇಚಯಂತೀ| 
ಮದ್ವಾಣೀನಾಂ ವಿಹರಣಪದಂ ಮೂರ್ತಸೌಭಾಗ್ಯಭಾಜಾಂ
ಮತ್ಪುಣ್ಯಾನಾಂ ಪರಿಣತಿರಹೋ ನೇತ್ರಯೋಸ್ಸನ್ನಿಧತ್ತೇ || ೧.೭೪|| 


Wonder of wonders! right before my eyes is (Krishna)  the result of all my good deeds  and the personification of my good luck, which has a face twice cooler and  prettier than the moon, which waters the streets with the flow of nectar of music from the flute and which is he playground for my words  


ತೇಜಸೇಽಸ್ತು ನಮೋ ಧೇನು-
ಪಾಲಿನೇ ಲೋಕಪಾಲಿನೇ| 
ರಾಧಾಪಯೋಧರೋತ್ಸಂಗ-
ಶಾಯಿನೇ ಶೇಷಶಾಯಿನೇ || ೧.೭೫|| 

Prostrations to that effulgence which takes care of cows and (at the same time) protects the worlds, rests on the breasts and the lap of Radha and  (at the same time ) also reclines on Adishesha,  the thousand hooded serpent.  

ಶ್ರೀಕೃಷ್ಣಕರ್ಣಾಮೃತಮ್ - ೨:೨೬-೫೦

SRIKRISHNAKARNAMRUTAM- ASHWASA ೩ (SLOKAS ೨೬-೫೦) 

                  Srikrishna Karnamrutham

Srikrishna Karnamrutham is a beautiful devotional poem authored by Bilwamangala Swami, also known as Lila Shuka because of his descriptions of the leelas of Krishna in the same manner in which Suka described it to Parikshit.   Lila Suka has painted vivid word picutres of the leelas of Krishna as a child, as an adolescent boy and as a lover. The work contains ೩೨೮ verses in three aashwasas (or sargas, chapters). Throughout the book the undercurrent is loving devotion to Krishna who is regarded as the plenary incarnation of Mahavishnu, the purely sattwic aspect of brahman, the Ultimate reality.  It is said that Chaitanya mahaprabhu was acquainted with this work and he greatly appreciated it.

Given below are slokas ೨೬ to ೫೦ of the third ashwasa with a prosaic translation in English.
ವತ್ಸಪಾಲಚರಃ ಕೋಽಪಿ
ವತ್ಸಃ ಶ್ರೀವತ್ಸಲಾಂಛನಃ| 
ಉತ್ಸವಾಯ ಕದಾ ಭಾವೀ-
ತ್ಯುತ್ಸುಕೇ ಮಮ ಲೋಚನೇ || ೩.೨೬|| 

My eyes are eager to know when it can celebrate seeing Krishna the cowherd boy with the Srivatsa mark on his chest.  


ಮಧುರಿಮಭರಿತೇ ಮನೋಭಿರಾಮೇ
ಮೃದುಲತರಸ್ಮಿತಮುದ್ರಿತಾನನೇಂದೌ| 
ತ್ರಿಭುವನನಯನೈಕಲೋಭನೀಯೇ
ಮನಸಿ ವಯಂ ವ್ರಜಭಾಜಿ ಲಾಲಸಾಃ ಸ್ಮಃ || ೩.೨೭|| 

We greatly desire in our mind Krishna who is full of sweetness,  who has captivating beauty, whose moon-like face is lit up by a soft smile and who is desired by the eyes of the denizens of all the three worlds.



ಮುಖಾರವಿಂದೇ ಮಕರಂದಬಿಂದು-
ನಿಷ್ಯಂದಲೀಲಾಮುರಲೀನಿನಾದೇ
ವ್ರಜಾಂಗನಾಪಾಂಗತರಂಗಭೃಂಗ-
ಸಂಗ್ರಾಮಭೂಮೌ ತವ ಲಾಲಸಾ ಸ್ಮಃ || ೩.೨೮|| 

Our desire is focused on your lotus-like face, from which proceeds the sweet melodies of your flute dripping drops of nectar and which is the battle ground for the bees which are the waves of sidelong glances from the gopis of Vraja

ಆತಾಮ್ರಾಯತಲೋಚನಾಂಶುಲಹರೀಲೀಲಾಸುಧಾಪ್ಯಾಯಿತೈಃ
ಗೀತಾಮ್ರೇಡಿತದಿವ್ಯಕೇಲಿಭರಿತೈಃ ಸ್ಫೀತಂ ವ್ರಜಸ್ತ್ರೀಜನೈಃ| 
ಸ್ವೇದಾಂಭಃಕಣಭೂಷಿತೇನ ಕಿಮಪಿ ಸ್ಮೇರೇಣ ವಕ್ತ್ರೇಂದುನಾ
ಪಾದಾಂಭೋಜಮೃದುಪ್ರಸಾರಸುಭಗಂ ಪಶ್ಯಾಮಿ ದೃಶ್ಯಂ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೨೯|| 

I  see before my eyes an effulgence which is surrounded by the beauties of Vraja  who are saturated with the waves of radiance from its slightly reddish wide eyes and who are full of sport mixed with sweet music from its flute.
That effulgence has a moon-like face lit up with a smile and adorned with drops of sweat and its pretty soft walks on its lotus-like feet are of bewitching beauty.

ಪಾಣೌ ವೇಣುಃ ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಸುಕುಮಾರಾಕೃತೌ ಬಾಲ್ಯಲಕ್ಷ್ಮಿಃ
ಪಾರ್ಶ್ವೇ ಬಾಲಾಃ ಪ್ರಣಯಸರಸಾಲೋಕಿತಾಪಾಂಗಲೀಲಾಃ| 
ಮೌಲೌ ಬರ್ಹಂ ಮಧುವದನಾಂಭೋರುಹೇ ಮೌಗ್ಧ್ಯಮುದ್ರೇ-
ತ್ಯಾರ್ದ್ರಾಕಾರಂ ಕಿಮಪಿ ಕಿತವಂ ಜ್ಯೋತಿರನ್ವೇಷಯಾಮಃ|| ೩.೩೦|| 

We are in search of an effulgence which has flute in its hands, the beauty of childhood with its natural softness, company of maiden whose glances from the corners of their eyes speak of love, peacock feathers on the crown and innocence on the sweet face beautiful as a lotus

ಆರೂಢವೇಣುತರುಣಾರುಣವಿಭ್ರಮೇಣ
ಮಾಧುರ್ಯಶಾಲಿವದನಾಂಬುಜಮುದ್ವಹಂತೀ| 
ಆಲೋಕ್ಯತಾಂ ಕಿಮನಯಾ ವನದೇವತಾ ವಃ
ಕೈಶೋರಕೇ ವಯಸಿ ಕಾಽಪಿ ಚ ಕಾಂತಿಯಷ್ಟಿ|| ೩.೩೧|| 


O Gods of the forest!  Of what use is the beauty of this forest?   Look at Krishna who plays the flute with his pretty red lips, who has a sweet lotus-like face and an emerging youthfulness the radiance of which is beyond words.

ಅನನ್ಯಸಾಧಾರಣಕಾಂತಿಕಾಂತ-
ಮಾಕ್ರಾಂತಗೋಪೀನಯನಾರವಿಂದಂ| 
ಪುಂಸಃ ಪುರಾಣಸ್ಯ ನವಂ ವಿಲಾಸಂ
ಪುಣ್ಯೇನ ಪೂರ್ಣೇನ ವಿಲೋಕಯಿಷ್ಯೇ || ೩.೩೨|| 

I see before my eyes, as a result of my abundant punya (meritorious deeds), the new form (incarnation ) of the primeval Purusha  which is bewitching by its out of the ordinary brilliance and which attracts the lotus-eyes of the gopis of Vraja.



ಸಾಷ್ಟಾಂಗಪಾತಮಭಿವಂದ್ಯ ಸಮಸ್ತಭಾವೈಃ
ಸರ್ವಾನ್ ಸುರೇಂದ್ರನಿಕರಾನಿದಮೇವ ಯಾಚೇ | 
ಮಂದಸ್ಮಿತಾರ್ದ್ರಮಧುರಾನನಚಂದ್ರಬಿಂಬೇ
ನಂದಸ್ಯ ಪುಣ್ಯನಿಚಯೇ ಮಮ ಭಕ್ತಿರಸ್ತು || ೩.೩೩|| 

Prostrating (with eight body parts touching the earth) before all the gods in heaven with intense feeling  I pray for only one thing – ‘May I have loving devotion to the fruit of Nanda’s meritorious deeds (Krishna) whose sweet face resembling the full moon is lit up by a beautiful smile’ .


ಏಷ ಪ್ರವಾಹೇಷು ಸ ಏವ ಮನ್ಯೇ
ಕ್ಷಣೋಪಿ ಗಣ್ಯಃ ಪುರುಷಾಯುಷೇಷು | 
ಆಸ್ವಾದ್ಯತೇ ಯತ್ರ ಕಯಾಪಿ ಭಕ್ತ್ಯಾ
ನೀಲಸ್ಯ ಬಾಲಸ್ಯ ನಿಜಂ ಚರಿತ್ರಂ || ೩.೩೪|| 
In the unending flow of time only those minutes of the hundred odd years of a man’s life are really to be counted wherein the life-events  and exploits of the dark-blue child Krishna are enjoyed.

ನಿಸರ್ಗಸರಸಾಧರಂ ನಿಜದಯಾರ್ದ್ರದಿವ್ಯೇಕ್ಷಣಂ
ಮನೋಜ್ಞಮುಖಪಂಕಜಂ ಮಧುರಸಾರ್ದ್ರಮಂದಸ್ಮಿತಂ| 
ರಸಜ್ಞಹೃದಯಾಸ್ಪದಂ ರಮಿತವಲ್ಲ್ವೀಲೋಚನಂ
ಪುನಃಪುನರುಪಾಸ್ಮಹೇ ಭುವನಲೋಭನೀಯಂ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೩೫|| 

Naturally sweet lips, divine glances drenched in mercy, beautiful lotus-like face,  smile drenched in sweetness, abiding in the hearts of devotees and delighting  to the eyes of cowherd belles- we worship this effulgence which is attractive  to the whole world.   

ಸ ಕೋಽಪಿ ಬಾಲಃ ಸರಸೀರುಹಾಕ್ಷಃ
ಸಾ ಚ ವ್ರಜಸ್ತ್ರೀಜನಪಾದಧೂಲಿಃ| 
ಮುಹುಸ್ತದೇತದ್ಯುಗಳಂ ಮದೀಯೇ
ಮೋಮುಹ್ಯಮಾನೇಽಪಿ ಮನಸ್ಯುದೇತು || ೩.೩೬|| 

That whosoever child with lotus-eyes and that dust of the feet of cowherd women – may the pair of these two arise in my mind even when it is deluded.


ಮಯಿ ಪ್ರಯಾಣಾಭಿಮುಖೇ ಚ ವಲ್ಲವೀ
ಸ್ತನದ್ವಯೀದುರ್ಲಲಿತಃ ಸ ಬಾಲಕಃ| 
ಶನೈಃ ಶನೈಶ್ಶ್ರಾವಿತವೇಣುನಿಸ್ವನೋ
ವಿಲಾಸವೇಷೇಣ ಪುರಃ ಪ್ರತೀಯತಾಂ || ೩.೩೭|| 

When life is ebbing out of my body, may child Krishna, naughty with the milkmaids,  appear before me in his dandyish outfit slowly playing the flute within reach of my ears. 

ಅತಿಭೂಮಿಮಭೂಮಿಮೇವ ವಾ
ವಚಸಾಂ ವಾಸಿತವಲ್ಲವೀಸ್ತನಂ| 
ಮನಸಾಮಪರಂ ರಸಾಯನಂ
ಮಧುರಾದ್ವೈತಮುಪಾಸ್ಮಹೇ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೩೮|| 

We meditate on that effulgence which is nothing but bliss, which is beyond words,  which is the perfume for the breasts of cowherd belles and which is an incomparable medicine to the mind.

ಜನನಾಂತರೇಽಪಿ ಜಗದೈಕಮಂಡನೇ
ಕಮನೀಯಧಾಮ್ನಿ ಕಮಲಾಯತೇಕ್ಷಣೇ| 
ವ್ರಜಸುಂದರೀಜನವಿಲೋಚನಾಮೃತೇ
ಚಪಲಾನಿ ಸಂತು ಸಕಲೇಂದ್ರಿಯಾಣಿ ಮೇ || ೩.೩೯|| 

Even in my future births let all my senses and the mind revel in that effulgence which is adornment of the whole world, which is the repository of all beauty, which has wide lotus-like eyes and which is nectar to the eyes of the beauties of Vraja


ಮುನಿಶ್ರೇಣೀವಂದ್ಯಂ ಮದಭರಲಸದ್ವಲ್ಲವವಧೂ-
ಸ್ತನಶ್ರೊಣೀಬಿಂಬಸ್ತಿಮಿತನಯನಾಂಭೋಜಸುಭಗಂ | 
ಪುನಃ ಶ್ಲಾಘಾಭೂಮಿಂ ಪುಲಕಿತಗಿರಾಂ ನೈಗಮಗಿರಾಂ
ಘನಶ್ಯಾಮಂ ವಂದೇ ಕಿಮಪಿ ಕಮನೀಯಾಕೃತಿ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೪೦|| 

I bow to the effulgence, dark as the cloud and of beautiful form,  to which the sages offer worship, whose eyes are captivated by the breasts and hips of the milkmaids who adore it, which is the ultimate object of praise for the Vedas whose words come with intense feeling.  

ಅನುಚುಂಬತಾಮವಿಚಲೇನ ಚೇತಸಾ
ಮಧುರಾಕೃತೇರ್ಮಧುರಿಮಾಶ್ರಿಯಂ ವಿಭೋಃ| 
ಅಯಿ ದೇವ! ಕೃಷ್ಣ! ದಯಿತೇತಿ ಜಲ್ಪತಾ-
ಮಪಿ ನೋ ಭವೇಯುರಪಿ ನಾಮ ತಾದೃಶಾಃ || ೩.೪೧|| 

There are those who, with an unwavering mind, experience the sweetness of the beautiful form of Lord Krishna.  May those of us who chant his names
saying ‘O Deva!, Krishna!, Darling!’ etc also experience the same happiness.   


ಕಿಶೋರವೇಷೇಣ ಕೃಶೋದರೀದೃಶಾಂ
ವಿಶೇಷದೃಶ್ಯೇನ ವಿಶಾಲಲೋಚನಂ| 
ಯಶೋದಯಾ ಲಬ್ಧಯಶೋನವಾಂಬುಧೇಃ
ನಿಶಾಮಯೇ ನೀಲನಿಶಾಕರಂ ಕದಾ || ೩.೪೨|| 

When shall I see Krishna with his wide eyes, taking the form of a child for the eyes of the cowherd women and who is the  dark blue moon from the new sea of fame obtained by Yashoda.   .

ಪ್ರಕೃತಿರವತು ನೋ ವಿಲಾಸಲಕ್ಷ್ಮ್ಯಾಃ
ಪ್ರಕೃತಿಜಡಂ ಪ್ರಣತಾಪರಾಧವೀಥ್ಯಾಂ| 
ಸುಕೃತಿಕೃತಪದಂ ಕಿಶೋರಭಾವೇ
ಸುಕೃತಿಮನಃಪ್ರಣಿಧಾನಮೋಜಃ || ೩.೪೩|| 

Let us be protected by that effulgence which is the source of wealth of playfullness,  which is tolerant towards the sins of those who prostrate before it,  which abides in the heart of blessed people in his child-like form
and which is meditated upon by those who have earned enough punya.


ಅಪಹಸಿತಸುಧಾಮದಾವಲೇಪೈ-
ರಧಿಕಮನೋಹರಮಾರ್ದ್ರಮಂದಹಾಸೈಃ
ವ್ರಜಯುವತಿವಿಲೋಚನಾವಲೇಹ್ಯಂ’
ರಮಯತು ಧಾಮ ರಮಾವರೋಧನಂ ನಃ || ೩.೪೪|| 

May we be made happy by that Lord who is the consort of Goddess Lakshmi, whose beautiful smile tinged with compassion mocks the pride of nectar on its own sweetness and and who is delight to the eyes of the belles of Vraja


ಅಂಕುರಿತಸ್ಮೇರದಶಾವಿಶೇಷೈ-
ರಶ್ರಾಂತಹರ್ಷಾಮೃತವರ್ಷಮಕ್ಷ್ಣಾಂ| 
ಸಂಕ್ರೀಡತಾಂ ಚೇತಸಿ ಗೋಪಕನ್ಯಾ-
ಘನಸ್ತನಸ್ವಸ್ತ್ಯಯನಂ ಮಹೋ ನಃ || ೩.೪೫|| 

May that effulgence (Krishna) play in our hearts;  effulgence  which is at home at the bosom of gopis, which has an ever new sprouting smile and which is the never-tiring rain of nectar of bliss to the eyes.

ಮೃಗಮದಪಂಕಸಂಕರವಿಶೇಷಿತವನ್ಯಮಹಾ-
ಗಿರಿತಟಗಂಡಗೈರಿಕಘನದ್ರವವಿದ್ರುಮಿತಂ| 
ಅಜಿತಭುಜಾಂತರಂ ಭಜತ ಹೇ ಬತ ಗೋಪವಧೂ-
ಸ್ತನಕಲಶಸ್ಥಲೀ ಘುಸೃಣಮರ್ದನಕರ್ದಮಿತಂ|| ೩.೪೬|| 

Let us worship the chest of Ajita (one who cannot be conquered, Krishna)
which has gained the colour of corals by the application of deer musk mixed with a liquid of red stones from the valley of the mountain and which is also smeared with the sandal paste from the breasts of cowherd belles of Vraja
                   
ಆಮೂಲಪಲ್ಲವಿತಲೀಲಮಪಾಂಗಜಾಲೈ-
ರಾಸಿಂಚತೀ ಭುವನಮಾದೃತಗೋಪವೇಷಾ | 
ಬಾಲಾಕೃತಿರ್ಮೃದುಲಮುಗ್ಧಮುಖೇಂದುಬಿಂಬಾ
ಮಾಧುರ್ಯಸಿದ್ಧಿರವತಾನ್ಮಧುವಿದ್ವಿಷೋ ನಃ || ೩.೪೭|| 


Let us be saved by the child-like form of the slayer of Madhu (Krishna),  which is the very acme of sweetness, which has sprouted, from its very roots, tender leaves of playfulness, which drenches the whole world by its sidelong glances, which has taken on the guise of a cowherd and which has a soft and sweet moon-like face.


ವಿರಣನ್ಮಣಿನೂಪುರಂ ವ್ರಜೇ
ಚರಣಾಂಭೋಜಮುಪಾಸ್ವ ಶಾರ್ಂಗಿಣಃ| 
ಸರಸೇ ಸರಸಿ ಶ್ರಿಯಾ ಶ್ರಿತಂ
ಕಮಲಂ ವಾ ಕಲಹಂಸನಾದಿತಂ || ೩.೪೮|| 

Meditate on the lotus like feet of Lord Vishnu with its tinkling sound in Vraja from the gem-studded anklets just like a lotus in the pond blessed by Lakshmi and filled with the musical sound of swans.


ಶರಣಮಶರಣಾನಾಂ ಶಾರದಾಂಭೋಜನೇತ್ರಂ
ನಿರವಧಿಮಧುರಿಮ್ಣಾ ನೀಲವೇಷೇಣ ರಮ್ಯಂ | 
ಸ್ಮರಶರಪರತಂತ್ರಸ್ಮೇರವಕ್ತ್ರಾಂಬುಜಾಭಿ-
ರ್ವ್ರಜಯುವತಿಭಿರವ್ಯಾತ್ ಬ್ರಹ್ಮ ಸಂವೇಷ್ಟಿತಂ ನಃ || ೩.೪೯|| 

May Brahman  ( concealed in the form of Krishna) which is the refuge of those who do not find refuge elsewhere, which has eyes as beautiful as the lotus flower in autumn,  which is beautiful to behold in the most sweet dark blue complexion and which is surrounded by the lovelorn damsels of Vraja with their smiling lotus-faces.


ಸುವ್ಯಕ್ತಕಾಂತಿಭರಸೌರಭದಿವ್ಯಗಾತ್ರ-
ಮವ್ಯಕ್ತಯೌವನಪರೀತಕಿಶೋರಭಾವಂ| 
ಗವ್ಯಾನುಪಾಲನವಿಧಾವನುಶಿಷ್ಟಮವ್ಯಾ-
ದವ್ಯಾಜರಮ್ಯಮಖಿಲೇಶ್ವರವೈಭವಂ ನಃ || ೩.೫೦|| 

May we be protected by that incarnation of the all powerful Lord, which is of blameless beauty, which has a divine body of clearly visible effulgence and fragrance, with childhood taken over by youth which is not yet fully manifest and which has been instructed in taking care of cows and calves.

ಶ್ರೀಕೃಷ್ಣಕರ್ಣಾಮೃತಮ್, ೩:೧-೨೫

SRIKRISHNAKARNAMRUTAM -ASHWASA ೩ (SLOKAS ೧-೨೫) 

Srikrishna Karnamrutham

Srikrishna Karnamrutham is a beautiful devotional poem authored by Bilwamangala Swami, also known as Lila Shuka because of his descriptions of the leelas of Krishna in the same manner in which Suka described it to Parikshit.   Lila Suka has painted vivid word picutres of the leelas of Krishna as a child, as an adolescent boy and as a lover. The work contains ೩೨೮ verses in three aashwasas (or sargas, chapters). Throughout the book the undercurrent is loving devotion to Krishna who is regarded as the plenary incarnation of Mahavishnu, the purely sattwic aspect of brahman, the Ultimate reality.  It is said that Chaitanya mahaprabhu was acquainted with this work and he greatly appreciated it.

Given below are slokas ೧ to ೨೫ of the third ashwasa with a prosaic translation in English.

ಅಸ್ತಿ ಸ್ವಸ್ತ್ಯಯನಂ ಸಮಸ್ತಜಗತಾಮಭ್ಯಸ್ತಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀಸ್ತನಂ
ವಸ್ತು ಧ್ವಸ್ತರಜಸ್ತಮೋಭಿರನಿಶಂ ನ್ಯಸ್ತಂ ಪುರಸ್ತಾದಿವ| 
ಹಸ್ತೋದಸ್ತಗಿರೀಂದ್ರಮಸ್ತಕತರುಪ್ರಸ್ತಾರವಿಸ್ತಾರಿತ-
ಸ್ರಸ್ತಸ್ವಸ್ತರುಸೂನಸಂಸ್ತರಲಸತ್ಪ್ರಸ್ತಾವಿ ರಾಧಾಸ್ತುತಂ || ೩.೧|| 


There exists something which does good to all the worlds. It is at home with the breasts of Lakshmi. It reveals itself, as if placed before the eyes, to those who have overcome their rajasic and tamasic tendencies. It shines from the heap of flowers which fell from the wish-giving trees on the top of the Govardhana mountain when it was lifted up by its hand and it is praised and prayed to by Radha

ರಾಧಾರಾಧಿತವಿಭ್ರಮಾದ್ಭುತರಸಂ ಲಾವಣ್ಯರತ್ನಾಕರಂ
ಸಾಧಾರಣ್ಯಪದವ್ಯತೀತಸಹಜಸ್ಮೇರಾನನಾಂಭೋರುಹಂ| 
ಆಲಂಬೇ ಹರಿನೀಲಗರ್ವಗುರುತಾಸರ್ವಸ್ವನಿರ್ವಾಪಣಂ
ಬಾಲಂ ವೈಣವಿಕಂ ವಿಮುಗ್ಧಮಧುರಂ ಮೂರ್ಧಾಭಿಷಿಕ್ತಂ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೨|| 

I rely entirely on that acme of effulgence in the form of a child which plays the flute, which is worshipped by Radha, which is full of wonderful sweet things and is an ocean of beauty, which has lotus-like face lighted up by a natural smile more beautiful than the ordinary and whose dark blue complexion defeats the brilliance of the sapphire stone.

ಕರಿಣಾಮಲಂಘ್ಯಗತಿವೈಭವಂ ಭಜೇ
ಕರುಣಾವಲಂಬಿತಕಿಶೋರವಿಗ್ರಹಂ| 
ಯಮಿನಾಮನಾರತವಿಹಾರಿ ಮಾನಸೇ
ಯಮುನಾವನಾಂತರಸಿಕಂ ಪರಂ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೩|| 

I worship that supreme effulgence the gait of which the elephant cannot match, which mercifully has taken on the form of a child, which always revels in the minds and hearts of sages and which loves the forests on the banks of the river Yamuna.

ಅಯಂತ್ರಿತತ್ರಿಜಗದಪಿ ವ್ರಜಾಂಗನಾ-
ನಿಯಂತ್ರಿತಂ  ವಿಪುಲವಿಲೋಚನಾಜ್ಞಯಾ
ನಿರಂತರಂ ಮಮ ಹೃದಯೇ ವಿಜೃಂಭತಾಂ
ಸಮಂತತಃ ಸರಸತರಂ ಪರಂ ಮಹಃ || ೩.೪|| 

May that supreme effulgence which spreads sweetness all around,  which controls the three worlds but itself is controlled by the command of the wide eyes (of the belles of vraja), forever surge in my heart.


ಕಂದರ್ಪಪ್ರತಿಮಲ್ಲಕಾಂತಿವಿಭವಂ ಕಾದಂಬಿನೀಬಾಂಧವಂ
ವೃಂದಾರಣ್ಯವಿಲಾಸಿನೀವ್ಯಸನಿನಂ ವೇಷೇಣ ಭೂಷಾಮಯಂ | 
ಮಂದಸ್ಮೇರಮುಖಾಂಬುಜಂ ಮಧುರಿಮವ್ಯಾಮೃಷ್ಟಬಿಂಬಾಧರಂ
ವಂದೇ ಕಂದಲಿತಾರ್ದ್ರಯೌವನವನಂ ಕೈಶೋರಕಂ ಶಾರ್ಂಗಿಣಃ || ೩.೫|| 

I bow to the budding youthful adolescence of Vishnu ( whose weapon is the Sharnga bow) in the form of Krishna whose beauty competes with that of the god of Love, whose complexion is dark as the cloud,  who is interested in the beautiful damsels of Vrindavan, who is adorned with gold and diamond jewelry, whose lotus-face sports a smile and whose sweet lips are red as the bimba fruit.  

ಆಮುಕ್ತಮಾನುಷಮಮುಕ್ತನಿಜಾನುಭಾವ-
ಮಾರೂಢಯೌವನಮಗೂಢವಿದಗ್ಧಲೀಲಂ| 
ಆಮೃಷ್ಟಯೌವನಮನಷ್ಟಕಿಶೋರಭಾವ-
ಮಾದ್ಯಂ ಮಹಃ ಕಿಮಪಿ ಮಾದ್ಯತಿ ಮಾನಸಂ ಮೇ || ೩.೬|| 

My mind is intoxicated by that primeval effulgence which has taken a human form but is rooted in its divinity, which has entered the phase of youth but still its childish playfulness is patent,  which is in its in flowering youth but has not lost its childishness.

ತೇ ತೇ ಭಾವಾಃ ಸಕಲಜಗತೀಲೋಭನೀಯಪ್ರಭಾವಾಃ
ನಾನಾತೃಷ್ಣಾಸುಹೃದಿ ಹೃದಿ ಮೇ ಕಾಮಮಾವಿರ್ಭವಂತು| 
ಲೀಲಾವೇಣುಕ್ವಣಿತಲಸಿತಸ್ಮೇರವಕ್ತ್ರಾರವಿಂದಾ-
ನ್ನಾಹಂ ಜಾನೇ ಮಧುರಮಪರಂ ನಂದಪುಣ್ಯಾಂಬುರಾಶೇಃ || ೩.೭|| 

Let all those emotions and feelings which have the power to tempt and different kinds of desires arise in my mind. But I do not know anything sweeter than the lotus face of the ocean of punya of Nanda (Krishna),  lit by a bright smile and shining by the melodies of the playful flute.   

ಸುಕೃತಿಭಿರಾದೃತೇ ಸರಸವೇಣುನಿನಾದಸುಧಾ-
ರಸಲಹರೀವಿಹಾರನಿರವಗ್ರಹಕರ್ಣಪುಟೇ| 
ವ್ರಜವರಸುಂದರೀಮುಖಸರೋರುಹಸಾರಸಿಕೇ
ಮಹಸಿ ಕದಾ ನು ಮಜ್ಜತಿ ಮದೀಯಮಿದಂ ಹೃದಯಂ|| ೩.೮|| 

When will my heart be immersed in the effulgence which is honoured by all those who have done meritorious deeds, which has ears which revel in the waves of sweet music from the flute,  which is a bee that drinks honey from the lotus faces of the pretty belles of Vraja.  


ತೃಷ್ಣಾತುರೇ ಚೇತಸಿ ವಿಜೃಂಭಮಾಣಂ
ಮುಷ್ಣನ್ಮುಹುರ್ಮೋಹಮಹಾಂಧಕಾರಂ| 
ಪುಷ್ಣಾತು ನಃ ಪುಣ್ಯದಯೈಕಸಿಂಧೋಃ
ಕೃಷ್ಣಸ್ಯ ಕಾರುಣ್ಯಕಟಾಕ್ಷಕೇಲಿಃ || ೩.೯|| 

May the merciful and playful side long glances of Krishna who is an ocean of good deeds and compassion nurture us and steal the surging darkness of attachment  and delusion from our minds which is afflicted by greed.  

ನಿಖಿಲಾಗಮಮೌಲಿಲಾಲಿತಂ
ಪದಕಮಲಂ ಪರಮಸ್ಯ ತೇಜಸಃ| 
ವ್ರಜಭುವಿ ಬಹು ಮನ್ಮಹೇತರಾಂ
ಸರಸಕರೀಷವಿಶೇಷರೂಷಿತಂ || ೩.೧೦|| 

I greatly respect the lotus-like feet of the divine God celebrated by the top most part of Vedas, searched by great yogis with great effort and found in the wet cow dung all over Vraja.

ಉದಾರಮೃದುಲಸ್ಮಿತವ್ಯತಿಕರಾಭಿರಾಮಾನನಂ
ಮುದಾ ಮುಹುರುದೀರ್ಣಯಾ ಮುನಿಮನೋಂಬುಜಾಮ್ರೇಡಿತಂ| 
ಮದಾಲಸವಿಲೋಚನವ್ರಜವಧೂಮುಖಾಸ್ವಾದಿತಂ
ಕದಾನು ಕಮಲೇಕ್ಷಣಂ ಕಮಪಿ ಬಾಲಮಾಲೋಕಯೇ || ೩.೧೧|| 

When shall I see before my eyes the lotus-eyed child Krishna whose    face adorned with a broad soft smile is pretty, who is meditated with great joy in the lotus-like hearts of sages and whose form is drunk by the  belles of Vraja with their eyes indolent with the intoxication of love.

ವ್ರಜಜನಮದಯೋಷಿಲ್ಲೋಚನೋಚ್ಛಿಷ್ಟಶೇಷೀ
ಕೃತಮತಿಚಪಲಾಭ್ಯಾಂ ಲೋಚನಾಭ್ಯಾಮುಭಾಭ್ಯಾಂ | 
ಸಕೃದಪಿ ಪರಿಪಾತುಂ ತೇ ವಯಂ ಪಾರಯಾಮಃ
ಕುವಲಯದಲನೀಲಂ ಕಾಂತಿಪೂರಂ ಕದಾ ನು || ೩.೧೨|| 

When shall we be able to drink with our eyes, just once, your form,  resplendent  and dark blue as the kuvalaya flower,  after what has been left of it by the milkmaids of Vraja who have drunk out of it with both their eyes which are never satisfied?

ಘೋಷಯೋಷಿದನುಗೀತಯೌವನಂ
ಕೋಮಲಸ್ವನಿತವೇಣುನಿಃಸ್ವನಂ| 
ಸಾರಭೂತಮಭಿರಾಮಸಂಪದಾಂ
ಧಾಮ ತಾಮರಸಲೋಚನಂ ಭಜೇ || ೩.೧೩|| 

My Prostrations to the lotus-eyed Krishna whose youth and the sweet melodies from his flute are sung about by the damsels of Vraja and who is the essence and repository of all things beautiful.


ಲೀಲಯಾ ಲಲಿತಯಾವಲಂಬಿತಂ
ಮೂಲಗೇಹಮಿವ ಮೂರ್ತಿಸಂಪದಾಂ| 
ನೀಲನೀರದವಿಕಾಸಿವಿಗ್ರಹಂ
ಬಾಲಮೇವ ವಯಮಾದ್ರಿಯಾಮಹೇ || ೩.೧೪|| 

We see before our eyes the child Krishna from whom proceed pretty playful acts, who is the prime repository of beautiful forms and whose body is the colour of dark blue clouds.
       

ವಂದೇ ಮುರಾರೇಶ್ಚರಣಾರವಿಂದ-
ದ್ವಂದ್ವಂ ದಯಾದರ್ಶಿತಶೈಶವಸ್ಯ| 
ವಂದಾರುವೃಂದಾರಕವೃಂದಮೌಲಿ
ಮಂದಾರಮಾಲಾವಿನಿಮರ್ದ್ದಭೀರು || ೩.೧೫|| 





I bow to the pair of lotus-like feet of Krishna  who has mercifully revealed his  child form and whose lotus-feet are so soft that they fear the pressure from the garlands of mandara flowers worn by the celestials on their heads  (while they prostrate before them)


ಯಸ್ಮಿನ್ ನೃತ್ಯತಿ ಯಸ್ಯ ಶೇಖರಭರೈಃ ಕ್ರೌಂಚದ್ವಿಷಶ್ಚಂದ್ರಕೀ
ಯಸ್ಮಿನ್ ದೃಪ್ಯತಿ ಯಸ್ಯ ಘೋಷಸುರಭಿಂ ಜಿಘ್ರನ್ ವೃಷೋ ಧೂರ್ಜಟೇಃ| 
ಯಸ್ಮಿನ್ ಸಜ್ಜತಿ ಯಸ್ಯ ವಿಭ್ರಮಗತಿಂ ವಾಂಛನ್ ಹರೇ: ಸಿಂಧುರ-
ಸ್ತದ್ವೃಂದಾವನಕಲ್ಪಕದ್ರುಮವನಂ ತಂ ವಾ ಕಿಶೋರಂ ಭಜೇ || ೩.೧೬|| 

I salute the child Krishna and the forest of wish-giving trees in Vrindavan where the peacock, vehicle of Lord Subrahmanya, dances spreading its plumes, where Nandi,  the vehicle of Lord shiva,  smells the cows  and prides itself on this and where the elephant of Indra wants to imitate the gait of Krishna.

ಅರುಣಾಧರಾಮೃತವಿಶೇಷಿತಸ್ಮಿತಂ
ವರುಣಾಲಯಾನುಗತವರ್ಣವೈಭವಂ | 
ತರುಣಾರವಿಂದದೀರ್ಘಲೋಚನಂ
ಕರುಣಾಲಯಂ ಕಮಪಿ ಬಾಲಮಾಶ್ರಯೇ || ೩.೧೭|| 

I take refuge in child Krishna who is full of compassion, whose smile is sweetened  by the nectar of his red lips, whose dark complexion resembles that of the deep blue sea and whose eyes are wide and beautiful as the petals of the lotus flower.  

ಲಾವಣ್ಯವೀಚೀರಚಿತಾಂಗಭೂಷಾಂ
ಭೂಷಾಪದಾರೋಪಿತಪುಣ್ಯಬರ್ಹಾಂ| 
ಕಾರುಣ್ಯಧಾರಾಳಕಟಾಕ್ಷಮಾಲಾಂ
ಬಾಲಾಂ ಭಜೇ ವಲ್ಲವವಂಶಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀಂ || ೩.೧೮|| 

I worship that girl who is the Lakshmi of the clan of cowherds, whose adornments are made of waves of beauty, who wears peacock plumes where ornaments are worn, from whose glances there is abundant flow of mercy. (This is prayer is addressed to Gopala Sundari , the feminine aspect of Krishna)

ಮಧುರೈಕರಸಂ ವಪುರ್ವಿಭೋ-
ರ್ಮಥುರಾವೀಥಿಚರಂ ಭಜಾಮಹೇ| 
ನಗರೀಮೃಗಶಾಬಲೋಚನಾ-
ನಯನೇಂದೀವರವರ್ಷವರ್ಷಿತಂ || ೩.೧೯|| 

I bow to the Lord who is the essence of sweetness, who walks on the streets of Mathura and on whom rains blue lilies which are the eyes of the doe-eyed damsels of the city of Mathura.  

ಪರ್ಯಾಕುಲೇನ ನಯನಾಂತವಿಜೃಂಭಿತೇನ
ವಕ್ತ್ರೇಣ ಕೋಮಲದರಸ್ಮಿತವಿಭ್ರಮೇಣ| 
ಮಂದ್ರೇಣ ಮಂಜುಲತರೇಣ ಚ ಜಲ್ಪಿತೇನ
ನಂದಸ್ಯ ಹಂತ ತನಯೋ ಹೃದಯಂ ಧುನೋತಿ|| ೩.೨೦|| 

The son of Nanda  captivates my heart by his shifting side long glances, by his pretty soft and budding smile and by his sweet and soft  talk.


ಕಂದರ್ಪಕಂಡೂಲಕಟಾಕ್ಷಬಂದೀ-
ರಿಂದೀವರಾಕ್ಷೀರಭಿಲಷ್ಯಮಾಣಾನ್
ಮಂದಸ್ಮಿತಾಧಾರಮುಖಾರವಿಂದಾನ್
ವಂದಾಮಹೇ ವಲ್ಲವಧೂರ್ತಪಾದಾನ್ || ೩.೨೧|| 


we bow at the feet of the paramour of the beauties of vraja who had eyes like the blue lily and who, stricken by the glances of the love god, desired  the lotus feet of Krishna whose lotus-like face always sported a smile.  


ಲೀಲಾಟೋಪಕಟಾಕ್ಷನಿರ್ಭರಪರಿಷ್ವಂಗಪ್ರಸಂಗಾಧಿಕ-
ಪ್ರೀತೇ ಗೀತಿವಿಭಂಗಸಂಕರಲಸದ್ವೇಣುಪ್ರಣಾದಾಮೃತೇ| 
ರಾಧಾಲೋಚನಲಾಲಿತಸ್ಯ ಲಲಿತಸ್ಮೇರೇ ಮುರಾರೇರ್ಮುದಾ
ಮಾಧುರ್ಯೈಕರಸೇ ಮುಖೇಂದುಕಮಲೇ ಮಗ್ನಂ ಮದೀಯಂ ಮನಃ || ೩.೨೨|| 

My mind is happily immersed in Krishna’s sweet lotus face which is  embraced by the playful sidelong glances of the gopis,  which shines by the sweet melodies of his flute, which is fondled by the eyes of Radha and which is lit up by a bewitching smile. 


ಶರಣಾಗತವಜ್ರಪಂಜರೇ
ಶರಣೇ ಶಾರ್ಂಗಧರಸ್ಯ ವೈಭವೇ| 
ಕೃಪಯಾ ಧೃತಗೋಪವಿಗ್ರಹೇ
ಕಿಯದನ್ಯನ್ಮೃಗಯಾಮಹೇ ವಯಂ || ೩.೨೩|| 

When Lord Vishnu,  whose bow is sharnga  and who is like a cage made of diamonds for those who take refuge in him, has mercifully taken the form of a cowherd (Krishna) whom it is easy to approach for refuge,  what more should we search for protection?.

ಜಗತ್ತ್ರಯೈಕಾಂತಮನೋಜ್ಞಭೂಮಿ
ಚೇತಸ್ಯಜಸ್ರಂ ಮಮ ಸನ್ನಿಧತ್ತಾಂ| 
ರಮಾಸಮಾಸ್ವಾದಿತಸೌಕುಮಾರ್ಯಂ
ರಾಧಾಸ್ತನಾಭೋಗರಸಜ್ಞಮೋಜಃ || ೩.೨೪|| 

May that effulgence,  which is the essence of the beauty of all the three worlds, which is enjoyed by Goddess Lakshmi and which knows the taste of hugging the breasts of Radha, always reside in my heart.

ವಯಮೇತೇ ವಿಶ್ವಸಿಮಃ
ಕರುಣಾಕರ ಕೃಷ್ಣ ಕಿಂವದಂತೀಂ ತೇ| 
ಅಪಿ ಚ ವಿಭೋ ತವ ಲಲಿತೇ
ಚಪಲತರಾ ಮತಿರಿಯಂ ಬಾಲ್ಯೇ || ೩.೨೫|| 

O merciful Krishna! We believe the hearsay about you because in your sweet childhood your mind was more fickle.

ಶ್ರೀಕೃಷ್ಣಕರ್ಣಾಮೃತಮ್- ೨:೭೬-೧೧೦

SRIKRISHNA KARNAMRUTAM ASHWASA ೨ (SLOKAS ೭೬-೧೧೦) 

                  Srikrishna Karnamrutham

Srikrishna Karnamrutham is a beautiful devotional poem authored by Bilwamangala Swami, also known as Lila Shuka because of his descriptions of the leelas of Krishna in the same manner in which Suka described it to Parikshit.   Lila Suka has painted vivid word picutres of the leelas of Krishna as a child, as an adolescent boy and as a lover. The work contains ೩೨೮ verses in three aashwasas (or sargas, chapters). Throughout the book the undercurrent is loving devotion to Krishna who is regarded as the plenary incarnation of Mahavishnu, the purely sattwic aspect of brahman, the Ultimate reality.  It is said that Chaitanya mahaprabhu was acquainted with this work and he greatly appreciated it.

Given below are slokas ೭೬ to ೧೧೦ of the second ashwasa with a prosaic translation in English. 

ಸಂಬಾಧೇ ಸುರಭಿಣಾ-
ಮಂಬಾಮಾಯಾಸಯಂತಮನುಯಾಂತೀಂ
ಲಂಬಾಲಕಮವಲಂಬೇ
ತಂ ಬಾಲಂ ತನುವಿಲಗ್ನ ಜಂಬಾಳ್ಮ್ || ೨.೭೬|| 

I rely entirely on that child (Krishna) who tires his mother following him among the crowd of cows and who has long hair and whose body is covered all over with mud.

ಅಂಚಿತಪಿಂಛಾಪೀಡಂ
ವಂಚಿತಸೌಜನ್ಯವಲ್ಲವೀವಲಯಂ| 
ಅಧರಮಣಿನಿಹಿತವೇಣುಂ
ಬಾಲಂ ಗೋಪಾಲಮನಿಶಮವಲಂಬೇ || ೨.೭೭|| 

I rely entirely on child Krishna who adorns his head with the plumes of peacock, who is surrounded by loving cowherd belles whom he dodges and who plays the flute placing it on his jewel like lips

ಪ್ರಹ್ಲಾದಭಾಗಧೇಯಂ
ನಿಗಮಹಾದ್ರೇರ್ಗುಹಾಂತರಾಧೇಯಂ| 
ನರಹರಿಪದಾಭಿಧೇಯಂ
ವಿಬುಧವಿಧೇಯಂ ಮಮಾನುಸಂಧೇಯಂ || ೨.೭೮|| 

I meditate on (Krishna), who is the good fortune of Prahlada, who is sought after in the caves of the Vedas which are like huge mountains, who is named narahari meaning having a form which is part man and part lion, and who helps devas.  

ಸಂಸಾರೇ ಕಿಂ ಸಾರಂ
ಕಂಸಾರೇಶ್ಚರಣಕಮಲಪರಿಭಜನಂ| 
ಜ್ಯೋತಿಃ ಕಿಮಂಧಕಾರೇ
ಯದಂಧಕಾರೇರನುಸ್ಮರಣಂ|| ೨.೭೯|| 

What is the essence of this samsara? It is worshipping the lotus feet of the enemy of Kamsa.  What is light in darkness?  Thinking of (remembering) the enemy of Adndhakasura (Krishna). 

ಕಲಶನವನೀತಚೋರೇ
ಕಮಲಾದೃಕ್ಕುಮುದಚಂದ್ರಿಕಾಪೂರೇ| 
ವಿಹರತು ನಂದಕುಮಾರೇ
ಚೇತೋ ಮಮ ಗೋಪಸುಂದರೀಜಾರೇ || ೨.೮೦|| 

Let my mind revel in the son of Nanda who is the paramour of the gopis, who steals fresh butter from the pot, who is like moonlight for the lily-like eyes of Lakshmi. 

ಕಸ್ತ್ವಂ ಬಾಲಃ ಬಲಾನುಜಃ ಕಿಮಿಹ ತೇ ಮನ್ಮಂದಿರಾಶಂಕಯಾ
ಯುಕ್ತಂ ತನ್ನವನೀತಪಾತ್ರವಿವರೇ ಹಸ್ತಂ ಕಿಮರ್ಥಂ ನ್ಯಸೇಃ| 
ಮಾತಃ  ಕಂಚನ ವತ್ಸಕಂ ಮೃಗಯಿತುಂ ಮಾಗಾ ವಿಷಾದಂ ಕ್ಷಣಾ-
ದಿತ್ಯೇವಂ ವರವಲ್ಲವೀಪ್ರತಿವಚಃ ಕೃಷ್ಣಸ್ಯ ಪುಷ್ಣಾತು ನಃ || ೨.೮೧|| 

[this is a conversation between a gopi and child Krishna who is caught red handed while stealing butter in her house]

Gopi:     Who are you child?
Krishna:   I am the younger brother of Balarama
Gopi:      Why are you here?
Krishna:    I thought that this was my house.
Gopi:      OK, but why did you put your hands in the pot in which butter is
         Kept?
Krishna:    Mother, I was searching for a calf (which was missing), please
          do not worry    
May these replies of Krishna to the queries of the gopi nurture(protect) us

ಗೋಪಾಲಾಜಿರಕರ್ದಮೇ ವಿಹರಸೇ ವಿಪ್ರಾಧ್ವರೇ ಲಜ್ಜಸೇ
ಬ್ರೂಷೇ ಗೋಕುಲಹುಂಕೃತೈಃ ಸ್ತುತಿಶತೈರ್ಮೌನಂ ವಿಧತ್ಸೇ ವಿದಾಂ| 
ದಾಸ್ಯಂ ಗೋಕುಲಪುಂಶ್ಚಲೀಷು ಕುರುಷೇ ಸ್ವಾಮ್ಯಂ ನ ದಾಂತಾತ್ಮಸು
ಜ್ಞಾತಂ ಕೃಷ್ಣ! ತವಾಂಘ್ರಿಯುಗಲಂ ಪ್ರೇಮ್ಣಾ ಚಲಂ ಮಂಜುಲಂ || ೨.೮೨|| 

O Krishna!  You play in the muddy courtyards of cowherd boys but you shy away from the sacrifice of Brahmins; you respond to the ‘hum’ calls of cows but you are silent  when you are praised by hundreds of hymns by wise men; you do the bidding of women of easy virtue in gokula but you do not want to be Lord of those who have controlled their senses.  I know why it is so; your pretty lotus-like feet are moved only by love and devotion.   


ನಮಸ್ತಸ್ಮೈ ಯಶೋದಾಯಾ
ದಾಯಾದಾಯಾಽಸ್ತು ತೇಜಸೇ| 
ಯದ್ಧಿ ರಧಾಮುಖಾಂಭೋಜಂ
ಭೋಜಂ ಭೋಜಂ ವ್ಯವವರ್ಧತ || ೨.೮೩|| 


Salutations to that effulgence which is the son of Yasoda and which grew up always enjoying (seeing) the lotus face of Radha.
                   
ಅವತಾರಾ ಸಂತ್ವನ್ಯೇ
ಸರಸಿಜನಯನಸ್ಯ ಸರ್ವತೋಭದ್ರಾಃ| 
ಕೃಷ್ಣಾದನ್ಯಃ ಕೋ ವಾ
ಪ್ರಭವತಿ ಗೋಗೋಪಗೋಪಿಕಾಮುಕ್ತ್ಯೈ|| ೨.೮೪|| 

There my be many many other incarnations of the lotus-eyed Vishnu which are auspicious in every way but, except Krishna, who else is capable of liberating cows, cowherd men and cowherd women?


ಮಧ್ಯೇಗೋಕುಲಮಂಡಲಂ ಪ್ರತಿದಿಶಂ ಚಾಂಬಾರವೋಜ್ಜೃಂಭಿತೇ
ಪ್ರಾತರ್ದ್ದೋಹಮಹೋತ್ಸವೇ ನವಘನಶ್ಯಾಮಂ ರಣನ್ನೂಪುರಂ| 
ಫಾಲೇ ಬಾಲವಿಭೂಷಣಂ ಕಟಿರಟತ್ಸಕಿಂಕಿಣೀಮೇಖಲಂ
ಕಂಠೇ ವ್ಯಾಘ್ರನಖಂಚ ಶೈಶವಕಲಾಕಲ್ಯಾಣಕಾರ್ಸ್ನ್ಯಂ ಭಜೇ || ೨.೮೫|| 

I pray to Krishna, the very acme of the beauty and auspiciousness of childhood. In the midst of the early morning festivity of milking the cows which fill the air with their ‘ambaa’ cry, there is child Krishna,  dark blue as the newly formed cloud,  anklets tinkling, forehead adorned by a tilak, the small bells in the hip belt tinkling and  wearing a tiger-nail ornament around his neck. 

ಸಜಲಜಲದನೀಲಂ ದರ್ಶಿತೋದಾರಲೀಲಂ
ಕರತಲಧೃತಶೈಲಂ ವೇಣುನಾದೇರಸಾಲಂ| 
ವ್ರಜಜನಕುಲಪಾಲಂ ಕಾಮಿನೀಕೇಲಿಲೋಲಂ
ಕಲಿತಲಲಿತಮಾಲಂ ನೌಮಿ ಗೋಪಾಲಬಾಲಂ || ೨.೮೬|| 


I salute that child Gopala, who is dark blue as the water-bearing clouds, whose playful acts are generous, who lifted up and held a mountain with one hand, who enjoys the music of the flute, who takes care of the people of Vraja, who is fond of playing with the belles of Vraja and who wears a beautiful garland (of wild flowers)

ಸ್ಮಿತಲಲಿತಕಪೋಲಂ ಸ್ನಿಗ್ಧಸಂಗೀತಲೋಲಂ
ಲಲಿತಚಿಕುರಜಾಲಂ ಚೌರ್ಯಚಾತುರ್ಯಲೀಲಂ| 
ಶತಮಖರಿಪುಕಾಲಂ ಶಾತಕುಂಭಾಭಚೇಲಂ
ಕುವಲಯದಲನೀಲಂ ನೌಮಿ ಗೋಪಾಲಬಾಲಂ || ೨.೮೭|| 

I prostrate before the child of Gopala (Krishna)  who has pretty cheeks lighted up by a beautiful smile, who enjoys sweet music, who has beautiful locks of hair, who is clever in his playful stealing, who is Death to the enemies of Indra and who is of dark blue complexion as the petals of the blue lily.
ಮುರಲಿನಿನದಲೋಲಂ ಮುಗ್ಧಮಾಯೂರಚೂಡಂ
ದಲಿತದನುಜಜಾಲಂ ಧನ್ಯಸೌಜನ್ಯಲೀಲಂ| 
ಪರಹಿತನವಹೇಲಂ ಪದ್ಮಸದ್ಮಾನುಕೂಲಂ
ನವಜಲಧರನೀಲಂ ನೌಮಿ ಗೋಪಾಲಬಾಲಂ || ೨.೮೮|| 
I prostrate before the child of Gopala (Krishna) who is fond of the music from flute, who wears beautiful plumes of peacock on his head,  who crushes the hordes of asuras, whose playful activities are good and sweet , who does good to others, who favours Brahma and who is dark blue as the newly formed cloud.


ಸರಸಗುಣನಿಕಾಯಂ ಸಚ್ಚಿದಾನಂದಕಾಯಂ
ಶಮಿತಸಕಲಮಾಯಂ ಸತ್ಯಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀಸಹಾಯಂ | 
ಶಮದಮಸಮುದಾಯಂ ಶಾಂತಸರ್ವಾಂತರಾಯಂ
ಸುಹೃದಯಜನದಾಯಂ ನೌಮಿ ಗೋಪಾಲರಾಜಂ || ೨.೮೯|| 

I bow to the king of cowboys who is the repository of all good qualities, who is the embodiment of Absolute Truth, Awareness and Bliss, who removes all delusions, who is the consort of Lakshmi, who has conquered his senses and mind, who has surmounted all obstacles and who is the friend of large-hearted and noble men.

ಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀಕಲತ್ರಂ ಲಲಿತಾಬ್ಜನೇತ್ರಂ
ಪೂರ್ಣೇಂದುವಕ್ತ್ರಂ ಪುರುಹೂತಮಿತ್ರಂ| 
ಕಾರುಣ್ಯಪಾತ್ರಂ ಕಮನೀಯಗಾತ್ರಂ
ವಂದೇ ಪವಿತ್ರಂ ವಸುದೇವಪುತ್ರಂ || ೨.೯೦|| 

I bow to the son of Vasudeva, who is pure, who is the consort of Lakshmi, who has beautiful lotus-like eyes, whose face is like the full moon, who is the friend of Indra, who is full of mercy and who has a handsome body.

ಮದಮಯಮದಮಯದುರಗಂ
ಯಮುನಾಮವತೀರ್ಯ ವೀರ್ಯಶಾಲಿ ಯಃ
ಮಮ ರತಿಮಮರತಿರಸ್ಕೃತಿ-
ಶಮನಪರಸ್ಸ ಕ್ರಿಯಾತ್ ಕೃಷ್ಣಃ || ೨.೯೧|| 

May that Krishna create in me loving devotion to him; Krishna who got into Yamuna and valiantly subjugated the aggressive snake kaliya and who constantly tries to  remove the misfortunes of the celestials

ಮೌಲೌ ಮಾಯೂರಬರ್ಹಂ ಮೃಗಮದತಿಲಕಂ ಚಾರು ಲಾಲಾಟಪಟ್ಟೆ
ಕರ್ಣದ್ವಂದ್ವೇ ಚ ತಾಲೀದಲಮತಿಮೃದುಲಂ ಮೌಕ್ತಿಕಂ ನಾಸಿಕಾಯಾಂ| 
ಹಾರೋ ಮಂದಾರಮಾಲಾಪರಿಮಲಭರಿತೇ ಕೌಸ್ತುಭಸ್ಯೋಪಕಂಠೇ
ಪಾಣೌ ವೇಣುಶ್ಚ ಯಸ್ಯ ವ್ರಜಯುವತಿಯುತಃ ಪಾತು ಪೀತಾಂಬರೋ ನಃ|| ೨.೯೨|| 

May that Krishna,   who wears bright yellow clothes,  who gives company to the belles of Vraja,  who adorns his head with the plumes of the peacock, who sports a tilak of deer musk on his pretty forehead,  who wears ear-ornaments of soft palm leaves,  who has  nose-studs of pearls,  who wears garlands of fragrant mandara flowers and Kaustubha  around the neck  and  who carries a flute in his hand, protect us. 

ಮುರಾರಿಣಾ ವಾರಿವಿಹಾರಕಾಲೇ
ಮೃಗೇಕ್ಷಣಾನಾಂ ಮುಷಿತಾಂಶುಕಾನಾಂ | 
ಕರದ್ವಯಂ ವಾ ಕಚಸಂಹತಿರ್ವಾ
ಪ್ರಮೀಲನಂ ವಾ ಪರಿಧಾನಮಾಸೀತ್ || ೨.೯೩|| 

When, during water sports with the doe-eyed damsels of Vraja, Murari (Krishna) stole their clothes, the former had nothing as clothing ( to hide their shame) except their two hands, their long hair or just closing of their eyes. 

ಯಾಸಾಂ ಗೋಪಾಂಗನಾನಾಂ ಲಸದಸಿತತರಾ ಲೋಲಲೀಲಾಕಟಾಕ್ಷಾ
ಯನ್ನಾಸಾಚಾರುಮುಕ್ತಾಮಣಿರುಚಿನಿಕರವ್ಯೋಮಗಂಗಾಪ್ರವಾಹೇ| 
ಮೀನಾಯಂತೇಽಪಿ ತಾಸಾಮತಿರಭಸಚಲಚ್ಚಾರುನೀಲಾಲಕಾಂತಾ
ಭೃಂಗಾಯಂತೇ ಯದಂಘ್ರಿದ್ವಯಸರಸಿರುಹೇ ಪಾತು ಪೀತಾಂಬರೋ ನಃ || ೨.೯೪|| 

The pretty playful glances of the belles of Vraja which are very dark look like fish in the flow of the celestial Ganga created by the radiance of the pearls in the beautiful nose-ornament of Krishna.  The dark curly hairs waving above their foreheads look like a swarm of bees  when they approach the lotus feet of Krishna.  May that Krishna clothed in bright yellow silks protect us.


ಯದ್ವೇಣುಶ್ರೇಣಿರೂಪಸ್ಥಿತಸುಷಿರಮುಖೋದ್ಗೀರ್ಣನಾದಪ್ರಭಿನ್ನಾ
ಏಣಾಕ್ಷ್ಯಸ್ತತ್ಕ್ಷಣೇನ ತ್ರುಟಿತನಿಜಪತಿಪ್ರೇಮಬಂಧಾ ಬಭೂವುಃ| 
ಅಸ್ತವ್ಯಸ್ತಾಲಕಾಂತಾ ಸ್ಫುರದಧರಕುಚದ್ವಂದ್ವನಾಭಿಪ್ರದೇಶಾಃ
ಕಾಮಾವೇಶಪ್ರಕರ್ಷಪ್ರಕಟಿತಪುಲಕಾಃ ಪಾತು ಪೀತಾಂಬರೋ ನಃ || ೨.೯೫|| 

The moment the doe-eyed damsels of Vraja heard the enthralling sweet melodies emanating from the holes of Krishna’s flute, the bonds of love binding them to their husbands were cut asunder and, in the intensity of passion and urge to join Krishna,  their hair became disheveled, their lips, breasts and navel trembled and the hairs on their bodies stood erect. May that Krishna who clothes himself in bright yellow silks protect us.   .  


ದೇವಕ್ಯಾ ಜಠರೇ ಸಮುದಿತಃ ಕ್ರೀತೋ ಗವಾಂ ಪಾಲಿನಾ
ನಂದೇನಾನಕದುಂದುಭೇರ್ನಿಜಸುತಾಪಣ್ಯೇನ ಪುಣ್ಯಾತ್ಮನಾ| 
ಗೋಪಾಲಾವಲಿಮುಗ್ಧಹಾರತರಲೋ ಗೋಪೀಜನಾಲಂಕೃತಿಃ
ಸ್ಥೇಯಾನ್ನೋ ಹೃದಿ ಸಂತತಂ ಸುಮಧುರಃ ಕೋಽಪೀಂದ್ರನೀಲೋ ಮಣಿಃ || ೨.೯೬|| 
                                         
May that sweet blue gem stone(Krishna), born of the womb of Devaki, bought by the blessed cowherd Nanda from Vasudeva by giving his daughter as the price, shining in the garland of cowherd boys and adornment of the gopis of vraja, stay permanently in my heart.

ಪೀಠೇ ಪೀಠನಿಷಣ್ಣಬಾಲಕಗಲೇ ತಿಷ್ಠನ್ ಸ ಗೋಪಾಲಕೋ
ಯಂತ್ರಾಂತಃಸ್ಥಿತದುಗ್ಧಭಾಂಡಮವಕೃಷ್ಯಾಛಾದ್ಯಘಂಟಾರವಂ | 
ವಕ್ತ್ರೋಪಾಂತಕೃತಾಂಜಲಿಃ ಕೃತಶಿರಃಕಂಪಂ ಪಿಬನ್ ಯಃ ಪಯಃ
ಪಾಯಾದಾಗತಗೋಪಿಕಾನಯನಯೋರ್ಗಂಡೂಷಫೂಲ್ಕಾರಕೃತ್ || ೨.೯೭|| 

There was the stool on which a boy was sitting and Krishna was standing on his shoulders and reaching out to the pot in which milk was stored.  Muffling the sound of small bells tied to his waistband, he was drawing the pot near his mouth and,  cupping his hands,  was drinking the milk, with a nod of appreciation when a milkmaid suddenly enters the room.  Krishna spouted  the milk in his mouth on to the eyes of the gopi.  May that Krishna protect us.

ಯಜ್ಞೈರೀಜಿಮಹೇ ಧನಂ ದದಿಮಹೇ ಪಾತ್ರೇಷು ನೂನಂ ವಯಂ
ವೃದ್ಧಾನ್ ಭೋಜಿಮಹೇ ತಪಶ್ಚಕೃಮಹೇ ಜನ್ಮಾಂತರೇ ದುಶ್ಚರಂ| 
ಯೇನಾಸ್ಮಾಕಮಭೂದನನ್ಯಸುಲಭಾ ಭಕ್ತಿರ್ಭವದ್ವೇಷಿಣಿ
ಚಾಣೂರದ್ವಿಷಿ ಭಕ್ತಕಲ್ಮಷಮುಷಿ ಶ್ರೇಯಃಪುಷಿ ಶ್ರೀಜುಷಿ || ೨.೯೮|| 

I  must have, in my previous births,  surely propitiated god by performing sacrifices, gifted money to deserving people, fed old people and observed austerities difficult to follow, because of which I developed love and devotion, not easy for others, to Krishna who helps cross this samsara, who is the slayer of Chanura,  who wipes out the sins of devotees and  nurtures their welfare and who is served by Goddess Lakshmi.



ತ್ವಯಿ ಪ್ರಸನ್ನೇ ಮಮ ಕಿಂ ಗುಣೇನ’
ತ್ವಯ್ಯಪ್ರಸನ್ನೇ ಮಮ ಕಿಂ ಗುಣೇನ| 
ರಕ್ತೇ ವಿರಕ್ತೇ ಚ ವರೇ ವಧೂನಾಂ
ನಿರರ್ಥಕಃ ಕುಂಕುಮಪತ್ರಭಂಗಃ || ೨.೯೯|| 

O Lord! when you are pleased what is the use of good qualities in me? If you are not pleased, then also what is the use of good qualities in me? If the groom loves her,  the bride need not adorn herself with kumkumapatra. If he does not love her, then also the kumkumapatra  is useless.

ಗಾಯಂತಿ ಕ್ಷಣದಾವಸಾನಸಮಯೇ ಸಾನಂದಮಿಂದುಪ್ರಭಾಂ
ರುಂಧಂತ್ಯೋ ನಿಜದಂತಕಾಂತಿನಿವಹೈರ್ಗೋಪಾಂಗನಾ ಗೋಕುಲೇ| 
ಮಥ್ನಂತ್ಯೋ ದಧಿ ಪಾಣಿಕಂಕಣಝಣತ್ಕಾರಾನುಕಾರಂ ಜವಾ-
ದ್ವ್ಯಾವದ್ಗದ್ವಸನಾಂಚಲಾ ಯಮನಿಶಂ ಪೀತಾಂಬರೋಽವ್ಯಾತ್ಸ ನಃ || ೨.೧೦೦|| 

When the night ends and morning breaks the gopis of Gokula joyfully sing the praises of Krishna blocking the brilliance of the moon with the brilliance of their white teeth. They also sing the praises Krishna while churning curd with the bracelets in their arms making a jingling sound and with their clothes flying around. May that Krishna who clothes himself in bright yellow silks protect us.  

ಅಂಸಾಲಂಬಿತವಾಮಕುಂಡಲಭರಂ ಮಂದೋನ್ನತಭ್ರೂಲತಂ
ಕಿಂಚಿತ್ಕುಂಚಿತಕೋಮಲಾಧರಪುಟಂ ಸಾಚಿಪ್ರಸಾರೇಕ್ಷಣಂ| 
ಆಲೋಲಾಂಗುಲಿಪಲ್ಲವೈರ್ಮುರಲಿಕಾಮಾಪೂರಯಂತಂ ಮುದಾ
ಮೂಲೇ ಕಲ್ಪತರೋಸ್ತ್ರಿಭಂಗಲಲಿತಂ ಜಾನೇ ಜಗನ್ಮೋಹನಂ || ೨.೧೦೧|| 



I know that Krishna,  seated under the wish-giving tree, who captivates the whole world by his beautiful form, with ear globes hanging up to the shoulders, raised and curved eye brows, slightly drawn down pretty lower lip, eyes casting side long glances and joyfully playing the flute with speedily moving fingers soft and red as leaf buds.  

ಮಲ್ಲೈಃ ಶೈಲೇಂದ್ರಕಲ್ಪಃ ಶಿಶುರಿತರಜನೈಃ ಪುಷ್ಪಚಾಪೋಽಙ್ಗನಾಭಿಃ
ಗೋಪೈಸ್ತು ಪ್ರಾಕೃತಾತ್ಮಾ ದಿವಿ ಕುಲಿಶಭೃತಾ ವಿಶ್ವಕಾಯೋಽಪ್ರಮೇಯಃ| 
ಕ್ರುದ್ಧಃ ಕಂಸೇನ ಕಾಲೋ ಭಯಚಕಿತದೃಶಾ ಯೋಗಿಭಿರ್ಧ್ಯೇಯಮೂರ್ತಿಃ
ದೃಷ್ಟೋ ರಂಗಾವತಾರೇ ಹರಿರಮರಗಣಾನಂದಕೃತ್ಪಾತು ಯುಷ್ಮಾನ್ || ೨.೧೦೨|| 

When Krishna entered the stage at the Dhanuryagna of Kamsa, the wrestlers saw him as a big mountain, ordinary people saw him as a child, women saw him as the god of Love, the cowherds saw him as an ordinary person, Indra in heaven saw him as the cosmic person who is beyond measurement, Kamsa, with terror in his eyes, saw him as furious Death, yogis saw him as one who is to be meditated upon.  May that Hari who makes the celestials delighted protect you.

ಸಂವಿಷ್ಟೋ ಮಣಿವಿಷ್ಟರೇಽಙ್ಗತಲಮಧ್ಯಾಸಿಲಕ್ಷ್ಮೀಮುಖೇ
ಕಸ್ತೂರಿತಿಲಕಂ ಮುದಾ ವಿರಚಯನ್ ಹರ್ಷಾತ್  ಕುಚೌ ಸಂಸ್ಪೃಶನ್| 
ಅನ್ಯೋನ್ಯಸ್ಮಿತಚಂದ್ರಿಕಾಕಿಸಲಯೈರಾರಾಧಯನ್ ಮನ್ಮಥಂ
ಗೋಪೀಗೋಪಪರಿವೃತೋ ಯದುಪತಿಃ ಪಾಯಾಜ್ಜಗನ್ಮೋಹನಃ || ೨.೧೦೩|| 

Krishna, seated on a  diamond-studded throne,  puts a tilak of musk on the forehead of Rukmini seated on his lap and gleefully touches her breasts.  They seem to offer worship to the god of Love by mutual exchange of smiles bright as moonlight. They are surrounded by gopas and gopis. May that krishna, Lord of the Yadus,  who enthralls the world by his bewitching beauty,  protect us.


ಆಕೃಷ್ಟೇ ವಸನಾಂಚಲೇ ಕುವಲಯಶ್ಯಾಮಾ ತ್ರಪಾಧಃಕೃತಾ
ದೃಷ್ಟಿ: ಸಂವಲಿತಾ ರುಚಾ ಕುಚಯುಗೇ ಸ್ವರ್ಣಪ್ರಭೇ ಶ್ರೀಮತಿ| 
ಬಾಲಃ ಕಶ್ಚನ ಚೂತಪಲ್ಲವ ಇತಿ ಪ್ರಾಂತಸ್ಮಿತಾಸ್ಯಶ್ರಿಯಂ
ಶ್ಲಿಷ್ಯಂಸ್ತಾಮಥ ರುಕ್ಮಿಣೀಂ ನತಮುಖೀಂ ಕೃಷ್ಣಃ ಸ ಪುಷ್ಣಾತು ನಃ || ೨.೧೦೪|| 


When Krishna pulled her upper garment she shyly cast her eyes,  dark as the blue lily, down and  they converged on hear pretty breasts of golden hue, her face lit up with a beautiful smile.  Krishna embraces Rukmini, whose face is slightly bent down,  saying that she is like a new tender leaf of the mango tree.

ಉರ್ವ್ಯಾಂ  ಕೋಽಪಿ ಮಹೀಧರೋ ಲಘುತರೋ ದೋರ್ಭ್ಯಾಂ ಧೃತೋ ಲೀಲಯಾ
ತೇನ ತ್ವಂ ದಿವಿ ಭೂತಲೇ ಚ ಸತತಂ ಗೋವರ್ಧನೋದ್ಧಾರಕಃ| 
ತ್ವಾಂ ತ್ರೈಲೋಕ್ಯಧರಂ ವಹಾಮಿ ಕುಚಯೋರಗ್ರೇ ನ ತದ್ಗಣ್ಯತೇ
ಕಿಂ ವಾ ಕೇಶವ ಭಾಷಣೇನ ಬಹುನಾ ಪುಣ್ಯೈರ್ಯಶೋ ಲಭ್ಯತೇ|| ೨.೧೦೫|| 

[ This is what a gopi tells Krishna]
On this earth you have playfully lifted up a small hill with your hand and for that  you are known as ‘Lifter of Govardhana’ both on this earth and also in heaven.  I support you, in whose stomach is all the three worlds,  on the tip of my breasts.  But no one seems to count this.  What is the use of mere talking, one earns fame and becomes a celebrity only by merit (punya). 

ಸಂಧ್ಯಾವಂದನ ಭದ್ರಮಸ್ತು ಭವತೇ ಭೋಃ ಸ್ನಾನ ತುಭ್ಯಂ ನಮಃ
ಭೋ ದೇವಾಃ ಪಿತರಶ್ಚ ತರ್ಪಣವಿಧೌ ನಾಹಂ ಕ್ಷಮಃ ಕ್ಷಮ್ಯತಾಂ| 
ಯತ್ರ ಕ್ವಾಪಿ ನಿಷಿದ್ಯ ಯಾದವಕುಲೋತ್ತಂಸಸ್ಯ ಕಂಸದ್ವಿಷಃ
ಸ್ಮಾರಂ ಸ್ಮಾರಮಘಂ ಹರಾಮಿ ತದಲಂ ಮನ್ಯೇ ಕಿಮನ್ಯೇನ ಮೇ || ೨.೧೦೬|| 




O sandhya vandana! may all be well with you.  O snana (bathing)! prostration to you.  O celestials and ancestors! forgive me, I am incapable of  performing tarpan for you. Sitting somewhere in a calm place and remembering the stories and exploits of the jewel of the Yadu dynasty, Krishna, I will dissolve all my sins.  I think this is all what I need to do, what else is there for me to do?  (The idea is that all other rituals drop off from the routine of the devotee who wants to remain always immersed in the remembrance of the leelas of the Lord)

ಹೇ ಗೋಪಾಲಕ ಹೇ ಕೃಪಾಜಲನಿಧೇ  ಹೇ ಸಿಂಧುಕನ್ಯಾಪತೇ
ಹೇ ಕಂಸಾಂತಕ ಹೇ ಗಜೇಂದ್ರಕರುಣಾಪಾರೀಣ ಹೇ ಮಾಧವ
ಹೇ ರಾಮಾನುಜ ಹೇ ಜಗತ್ತ್ರಯಗುರೋ ಹೇ ಪುಂಡರೀಕಾಕ್ಷ ಮಾಂ
ಹೇ ಗೋಪೀಜನನಾಥ ಪಾಲಯ ಪರಂ ಜಾನಾಮಿ ನ ತ್ವಾಂ ವಿನಾ || ೨.೧೦೭|| 


O protector of cows!, O Ocean of mercy! O Consort of Lakshmi!, O Slayer of Kamsa! O Merciful savior of Gajendra! Madhava! O Younger brother of Balarama! O Teacher of the three worlds! O Lotus-eyed one! save me, protect me, I do not know any god higher than you. 

ಕಸ್ತೂರೀತಿಲಕಂ ಲಲಾಟಫಲಕೇ ವಕ್ಷಃಸ್ಥಲೇ ಕೌಸ್ತುಭಂ
ನಾಸಾಗ್ರೇ ನವಮೌಕ್ತಿಕಂ ಕರತಲೇ ವೇಣುಂ ಕರೇ ಕಂಕಣಂ| 
ಸರ್ವಾಂಗೇ ಹರಿಚಂದನಂ ಚ ಕಲಯನ್ ಕಂಠೇ ಚ ಮುಕ್ತಾವಲಿಂ
ಗೋಪಸ್ತ್ರೀ ಪರಿವೇಷ್ಟಿತೋ ವಿಜಯತೇ ಗೋಪಾಲಚೂಡಾಮಣಿಃ || ೨.೧೦೮|| 

Victory to the crest jewel of cowherds who sports a tilak of kasturi on the forehead and kaustubha jewel on the chest, who wears a nose ring of pearls, who carries a flute in his hands, who wears bracelets on his wrists, he has smeared sandalwood paste all over his body, who wears a chain of pearls around the neck and who is surrounded on all sides by gopis.


ಲೋಕಾನುನ್ಮದಯನ್ ಶ್ರುತೀರ್ಮುಖರಯನ್ ಕ್ಷೋಣೀರುಹಾನ್ ಹರ್ಷಯನ್
ಶೈಲಾನ್ ವಿದ್ರವಯನ್ ಮೃಗಾನ್ ವಿವಶಯನ್ ಗೋವೃಂದಮಾನಂದಯನ್
ಗೋಪಾನ್ ಸಂಭ್ರಮಯನ್ ಮುನೀನ್ ಮುಕುಲಯನ್ ಸಪ್ತಸ್ವರಾನ್ ಜೃಂಭಯನ್
ಓಂಕಾರಾರ್ಥಮುದೀರಯನ್ ವಿಜಯತೇ ವಂಶೀನಿನಾದಃ ಶಿಶೋಃ || ೨.೧೦೯|| 

Hearing the melodies arising from the flute of child Krishna, the worlds become enraptured,  Vedas become vocal, trees become joyful, mountains become soft and liquid, animals lose control over themselves, cows are delighted, cowboys become excited, sages become meditative, the musical notes (seven swaras) reach a crescendo and the meaning of ‘Om’ reverberates in the atmosphere.


ಯಸ್ಯಾತ್ಮಭೂತಸ್ಯ ಗುರೋಃ ಪ್ರಸಾದಾ-
ದಹಂ ವಿಮುಕ್ತೋಽಸ್ಮಿ ಶರೀರಬಂಧಾತ್| 
ಸರ್ವೋಪದೇಷ್ಟುಃ ಪುರುಷೋತ್ತಮಸ್ಯ
ತಸ್ಯಾಂಘ್ರಿಪದ್ಮಂ ಪ್ರಣತೋಽಸ್ಮಿ ನಿತ್ಯಂ || ೨.೧೧೦|| 

I prostrate before the lotus feet of that guru, the best among men, the advisor of everything to be known, the very self in me and by the blessings of whom I was released from the bonds of this body.