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Messenger of Love

ROBBED HEART - The Song of Gadadhara Pandit

GOLDEN EMBRACE

Challenged to Love  - The Song of Rukmini

DEBT OF LOVE

JUST A MILK_FED BOY


GIVE ME LOVE
 - The Ballad of the Madman

Miming under the Hill

Doomed by Freedom

Guru Purnima





Challenged To Love

You know everything there is to know
Can You understand love at all?
You don’t know what love is
The one in your dreams She surely knows

It’s a storm….unleashed by you limbs
A never ebbing tide of the heart

Now  weeps ‘cause You’ll go away again

( 1 )      You don’t understand the love of those……..who love You!
You don’t know how intense love can be …..do You?

( R )     The moon of Your dreams, She knows
You don’t know....what love is.
Take Radha’s heart
That’s all you need to know
Taste Her Love
Because She knows….what love is.
Because She knows… what love is

No  heat  or  cold, nor  day  or  night
No sense of in or outside
Roads of love for You are so wide
The queen of Your dreams She does know

She owns you….With Her honey-like love for You
A sweeping ocean of joy and tears

The sweetest dances raptured in Your glances

( 1 )      You don’t understand the love of those……..who love You!
You don’t know how intense love can be …..do You?

( R )     The moon of Your dreams, She knows
You don’t know....what love is.
Take Radha’s heart
That’s all you need to know
Taste Her Love
Because She knows….what love is.
Because She knows… what love is




Doomed by freedom

(R)
You have taken the form of Time                    
To break down the sense of "mine"…..(2)

A life of strife -  And strives for “mine”
Just hands full of “ends”,  As time lent
For the sun rises and sets
Taking life breath by breath
            Fearing to ask who am I (2)

While life scrolled, out - of my control
I deemed myself free
Living the way I liked to be
Mind chained me to delusion. (2)

(R)
You have taken the form of Time                    
To break down the sense of "mine" …..(3)

Deluded by loss  - and lost illusions
I shed tears and tears and tears,
On pieces of shattered ego
Ephemeral pivot of joy
            In this carousel of  "I" (2)

            Where playing the player  of Your play,
                        I confused the Self
            in reflections of this mirror maze
Dazzled me to seem the Doer. (2)

(R)
You have taken the form of Time                    
To break down the sense of "mine" …..(3)

            Doomed, I am doomed by freedom
            Doomed yes I’m doomed by freedom
            Doomed-doomed I’m doomed by freedom
            Doomed yes doomed by freedom.



GURU PURNIMA

O Devas, on this day shower petals of flowers...      
            On my Gurudev
With Druva’s quality he satisfies the Lord
By spreading Bhakti around the world

Every moment of this day, O Devas, chant hymns and dance
            For my Gurudev
servant of the Lotus Feet of the Lord           
            He is my Gurudev

(R) -     O Devas, vibrate in outer space
conchshells, bugles and drums
            For my Gurudev
Conditioned souls are delivered with a freshly breeze
From the lotus feet
            Of my Gurudev

O Devas, carry from heaven
Fragrant lotuses, flowers and nothing less
To garland in this day the King of my soul
            My Gurudev

O Devas, fly in jubilation
The Sankirtan is on
Chaitanya’s love is freely given to all
            By my Gurudev

(R) -     O Devas, vibrate in outer space
conchshells, bugles and drums
            For my Gurudev
Conditioned souls are delivered with a freshly breeze
From the lotus feet
            Of my Gurudev


On this day shower petals of flowers
On my Gurudev
Every moment of this day, O Devas, chant hymns and dance
For my Gurudev
Servant of the Lotus Feet of the Lord           
He is my Gurudev
Chaitanya’s love is freely given to all
By my Gurudev





INDULEKHA

I will roll in dust
Left by Your wheels
And bathe in kunds of tears
I’ll still run the path to the forest
            Run the path to the forest

Believing to hear a melody
I’ll still peer out the window
To rediscover the instants of your return
And hear your voice
            And hear your voice

Amidst a turmoil
Of  bellowing and laughter

I’ll still see Your eyes
‘Cause I’ll see what You saw
This valley, these trees and groves
Motionless at what you gazed
            Motionless at what you gazed

The line where the green earth
Kisses the blue sky

I’ll still call Your name
In the ears of my friends
Because of irresistible desire
There are no seasons
            There are no seasons

Only this scorching summer
Without the rainy cloud of Your skin
Now giving pleasure to a land
Stranger to our Love
            Stranger to our Love

                        I’ll still wait for you to come
                                    I’ll never leave Vrindavan

I’ll still peer out that window
I’ll still see your eyes
I’ll still call out Your name

                        I’ll still wait for you to come
                                    I’ll never leave Vrindavan
                        And I’ll still wait for you to come
                                    I’ll never leave Vrindavan
                        I’ll never leave.




Give me love   -     The Ballad of the Madman

Every  night  he draws a full moon for meeting you
He makes  lakes of  flowers  to  bloom
And  he paints  many  dawns in the skies
For  remembering  the  lotus of your eyes

            He cries: Radhe Radhe where are you? (2)

In  many  dresses  He  comes  in  a  disguise
As  the  gardener  or  the  laundry-man  wife
To  touch  your  garment  or  to  garland  You,
wanders  from  the  ghats  to  the  kunds
               
            He calls: Radhe Radhe where are you? (2)

Roves  the roads  rummaging  every  part
Waiting  to see  you walk  down  the  path
His  friends  mock  Him  when  you  pass
His  pales  and  drops  His  flute  and  sash

            His voice chokes: Radhe Radhe,  let me see You (2)

The  night  He  stands  behind  the  tree,
keen  to  see  His  dream  unseen
when  you  bathe  upstream,  he  swims
where   flowers  and  water  flows  from  your  skin

            He despairs: Radhe Radhe, where are you? (2)

Roaming  restless  through  the  groves  and  the  lands
Crying  up  the  hill  and  on  the  river  banks
Mudded  and  maddened,  rolls  in  the  sands,
As  a  beggar  of  your  love  and  dancer  in  Your  hands

            He pleads:  Radhe Radhe give me your love! (2)





Miming under the Hill

Drowned by the water of separation
feelings of burning sensation
I ask the birds, the flowers and trees
The One with blue skin have you seen?

Oh friend, hold your shawl
Over  us cover all
In the way Shyam kept it still
When He held up the Hill

Keep your cloth up with one finger
Try to mime His voice timbre
Smile as He smiles, He’s in my mind
How the ropes of love do bind!

( R ) 
Night after night   -   Day after day
Exchanging glances  you and us
Right under there
Never before our love was let free
You know we could not dare
Return, come back  we can’t bear

            Spread open this veil, as the Hill, give repair
            To the hearts soaked in despair
            The black curly hair,  the red of His lips,
            The golden  wrapping on His hips.

            I ask the river ,the groves and cows
            Where’s The lover with His dancing Eyebrows
            O deer, o clouds, up in  the sky
            Where is our lotus-eyed?

( R ) 
Night after night   -   Day after day
Exchanging glances  you and us
Right under there
Never before our love was let free
You know we could not dare
Return, come back  we can’t bear

Night after night   -   Day after day
Exchanging glances  you and us
Right under there
Never before our love was let free
You know we could not dare
Don’t hide, come back we can’t bear.



Just a Milk Fed Boy

I still survive In this house, As a prisoner of memories
All exists in this taste of tears And there outside is the same
From the trees I still hear His voice calling the cows by name

And  on the way to the river
His footprints  are still on the ground.
To you I ask:
Does He remember those once He loved?

It seems you do not see This burning flame of despair
His absence took away the light And our life air.
His just a small, tender Boy A simple child, playing a flute

What you have said is odd
My child is just a boy,  is not God
What you have said is odd
My child is just a boy,  He’s not God

            He is fickle, greedy, a liar
            Eats a lot of yogurt, has many desires
            The self-controlled Supreme,
            Is  truthful and hunger free
            My restless son is a thief of cream.

How would the Lord, ever carry on his head my shoes?

And the Almighty God is self satisfied,
While my helpless son depends on his mother and I.
Yet yes, it is true I've seen him killing just by a kick,
And then raising a hill on his tiny fingertip

            He has left so to kill wicked kings
            But he is a milk fed Kid
            He has petal - soft feet
            And the sweetest smile you’ve ever seen

            He is my son,
            “Baba” he calls me!
            O Uddhava, my heart is broken,
            For the treasure I’ve lost.
            Love when unspoken No words can console

And your clumsy attempts are doing even worse
Because along with my son, you are saying,  I have also lost God!






Debt of Love

I am not here,
But there with my mind
I am so bound 
‘cause of a promise of love
I have a debt,
Since the day I left
“I will return” 
I said this to them

            They have given everything up for me
            Their love is in me… (is in me)
            There isn’t any other way to repay
            But to love them in the same way  (in the same way)  ↑

I am their air for this
My heart weeps
I’m in big debt 
To their love, the tears they shed
I've gone away
I did not return
They trust what
I said Just before I left

            My words are their hope and reason to  live
            They breath for me  (breath for me)
            O Queen, how they keep alive gives pain
            They want to see me once again  (once again) ↑

You asked before
Who’s this love for
Tears melt my dreams
When I think of her

            She doesn’t know anything else than me
            She lives for me   (lives for me)
            To know this love I’ll steal Her heart
            And love Her with her love  (with her Love)

I’ll give up pearls and curls one day Love tears is my debt to repay.
I’ll give up pearls and curls one day Love tears is my debt to repay.
                                                                                                (to repay)
She doesn’t know anything else than me She lives for me.
lives for me, she lives for me






Golden Embrace

Can the sun - ever feel
the warmth of its rays?
why do you want this love?
why feel these pains
            like  a flame,  the others'  blame
            I  laugh,  cry  'n'  faint
            ↑- in  the  dust,  on  a  rough floor
            ↑- what  do  you  want  this  love  for?

Raised like a boat at sea
by  waves  of   hope
I  dance  in  joy  and  sing
but  suddenly  dropped
            in  a stream of  tears,  over flown
            I sink, forlorn,
            ↑-  in  You  I  lost  my  mind
            ↑-  from  me you want  this love, why? (*)

            [R] (2)             Why do you want to take my love
                        and make it yours?
                        it's the only thing I have
                        it's the essence of me.   (2)
                        ….. the essence of me.

You do what you want of  Me
take  my love, now
but  I don't  bear the thought
of  You,  distraught
            your  petal – soft - like limbs
            rolling  mad  floundering
            ↑-  in  a  bitter - sweet  abyss
            ↑-  make  my  body  your  shield. (*) 

            [R]       Your shield is my golden embrace
                        So hollow, I’ll chase
                        like  a  shadow of  my love
                        which  is  the  essence  of  me.
            [R] (2) Why do you want to take my love
                        and make it yours?
                        it's the only thing I have
                        it's the essence of me. (2)
                        .. it's the essence of me...
                        ...it's the essence of …↓me.
Messenger of Love

When your heart needed telling
I was the messenger of love
You took my hand - in yours to hold
You spoke a secret never told
            Your nights were not the same feeling love, its waves
            Your heart cried - knowing their pains

When your heart needed telling
I did not know the burning of love
Without you they are lost and lifeless
That girl raved in hopeless-ness
            What she said I can't retell -  wise words fell
            My soothing attempts – couldn’t help.

                        (R)       Return to them - my Friend
                                    Your words were mere drops for them
                                    Lost in dunes burning without you
                                    There was nothing, nothing I could do  (could do)
                                    Their love is in You.

When your heart needed telling
I came to know about their love
Light seemed to be turned off
Sighs echoed in empty trough
            Eyes were staring at a distant point
            And all were crying, where were you

When your heart needed telling
I was touched by pure love
I am not the same of the past
I wish to be a blade of grass
            Where the dust from their feet - falls on me
            While they rush to you in love.

                        (R)       Return to them - my Friend
                                    Your words were mere drops for them
                                    Lost in dunes burning without you
                                    There was nothing, nothing I could do  (could do)
                                    Their love is in You.

When your heart needed telling
I was the messenger of love


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