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SRI GAUDIYA GITANJALI : SARANAGATI GITI
(prabhu he!)
suna mora duhkhera kahini
visaya-halahala, sudhabhane piyalu,
ava avasana dinamani [1]
(O Lord!) Please hear my sad story. I have been drinking the poison of
material life taking it for nectar. The sun is setting now (my life is coming
to an end)…
khela-rase saisava, padaite kaisora,
goyaolu na bhela viveka
bhoga-vase yauvane, ghara pati’ baisilu,
suta mita badala aneka [2]
I passed my childhood enjoying and playing and my early youth studying, but I
have not got any wiser. I could not resist enjoyment in my later youth, so I
set up a home of my own – I produced many children and made many friends.
vrddha-kala aola, saba sukha bhagala,
pida-vase hainu katara
sarvendriya durbala, ksina kalevara,
bhogabhave duhkhita antara [3]
Now old age has come, and all my happiness has vanished. I am suffering
bitterly from diseases and pain. All my senses have grown weak, and I feel no
strength in my body. This lack of enjoyment makes my heart sink.
jnana-lava-hina, bhakti-rase vanchita,
ara mora ki habe upaya
patita-bandhu tuhu, patitadhama hama,
krpaya uthao tava paya [4]
Without a trace of knowledge and deprived of the nectar of devotion, what am
I to do now? You are the friend of the fallen, and I am a fallen, lowly soul.
Please mercifully pick me up and place me at Your holy feet.
vicharite aobi, guna nahi paobi,
krpa kara, chhodata vichara
tava pada-pankaja— sidhu pibaota,
bhakativinode kara’ para [5]
If You come to examine me, You will not find any good qualities in me. Please
do not do this. Please let me drink the nectar of Your holy lotus feet –
rescue this Bhaktivinod!
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