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bandhu-gan! shunoha vacana mor
bhavete vibhora, thakiye jakhon,
dekha deya citta-cor
1) O my dear friends! Please hear my words. When the thief of my heart appears to me, I remain overwhelmed in pure ecstasy.
vicakshana kori’, dekhite cahile,
punah nahi dekhi’, kandaye paran,
duhkhera nahi thake or
2) When I scheme to see Him more closely, He suddenly becomes invisible. Thus losing sight of Him again, my soul weeps, and there is no limit to the unhappiness that I feel.
jagatera bandhu sei kabhu more loy satha
jatha tatha rakhu more amara sei prana-natha
3) Sometimes that friend of the universe takes me as one of His associates; but however He chooses to treat me, He is still the Lord of my life.
darshana-ananda-dane, sukha deya mora prane,
bole more pranaya-vacan
punah adarshana diya, dagdha kore mora hiya,
prane mora mare prana-dhan
4) By bestowing His blissful audience, He gives happiness to my soul, and He speaks words of love to me. But again by His absence He burns my heart, and He who is the treasure of my life gives distress to my soul.
jahe ta’r sukha hoy, sei sukha mama
nija sukhe-duhkhe mor sarvada-i sama
5) Whatever His happiness is, that is also my happiness. Therefore I do not care about my own happiness or distress-they are equal in all ways.
bhakativinoda, samyoge, viyoge,
tahe jane praneshvara
ta’ra sukhe sukhi, sei prana-nath,
se kabhu na hoy para
6) In meeting or in separation, Bhaktivinoda knows only Krishna to be the Lord of his life and is made happy only by His happiness. He is the Lord of Bhaktivinoda’s soul, and He will never be looked upon with indifference.
radha-saha vamshi-dhari, vishva-jana-citta-hari,
prana mor tanhara carane
1) Situated upon the Yoga-Pitha surrounded by the eight chief gopis in a kadamba tree grove within Vrindavana with His beloved Radha is the holder of the flute the stealer of the hearts of all living beings in the universe-I lay down my life at Their lotus feet.
sakhi-ajna-mata kori donhara sevan
palya-dasi sada bhavi donhara caran
2) According to the directions of my superior sakhi, I render service to the Divine Couple. I always consider myself a dependent maidservant of the lotus feet of the Divine Couple.
kabhu kripa kori, mama hasta dhori’,
madhura vacana bole
tambula loiya, khay dui jane,
mala loya kutuhale
3) Sometimes, out of great mercy, my sakhi holds my hand and speaks sweet words to me. Taking the betel nuts I have prepared she offers them to those two persons and accepts flower garlands for Them in great delight.
adarshana hoy kakhon ki chale
na dekhiya donhe hiya jwale
4) By some deception They periodically disappear from my sight. Not seeing the Divine Couple of Vraja, my heart burns in agony.
jekhane sekhane, thakuka du’jane,
ami to’ carana-dasi
milane ananda, virahe jatana,
sakala samana basi
5) Wherever those two may be I am certainly a humble maidservant of Their lotus feet. I consider the ecstasies of meeting Them and the agonies of separation from Them to be exactly the same.
radha-krishna prana mor jivane marane
more rakhi’ mari’ sukhe thakuka du’jane
6) In life or death, Radha and Krishna are my life and soul. May They always be happy, whether They choose to protect me or kill me.
bhakativinoda, ana nahi jane,
radhikara gane, thakiya satata,
7) This Bhaktivinoda knows nothing beyond this. Falling down at the lotus feet of the sakhi whom he serves and always remaining among the associates of Shri Radhika he prays for the lotus feet of the Divine Couple of Vraja.
Thus ends Gitavali by Shrila Saccidananda Bhaktivinoda Thakura
When the dancing and chanting is concluded:
jaya shri godruma-candra gora-canda ki jaya
jaya prema-data shri nityananda ki jaya!
jaya shri shantipura-natha ki jaya!
jaya shri gadadhara pandita goswami ki jaya!
jaya shri shrivasadi bhakta-vrinda ki jaya!
jaya shri navadvipa-dhama ki jaya!
jaya shri nama-hatta ki jaya!
jaya shri shrotri-varga ki jaya!
shri shri nam hattera parimarjjaka jhadudar
dina-hina shri kedaranath bhaktivinoda
Signed, the sweeper of the Marketplace of the Holy Name, the lowly and destitute Kedaranath Bhaktivinoda