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Sing salutations to the only ornation of Vraja, Who destroys every sin (among us), Who is continuous bliss for His devotees, and Who is the dear one of Nanda. I bow to naughty Kṛṣṇa, Who has beautiful bunch of peacock feathers on head, Who has a sweet sounding flute in hands, and Who is inseparable from God and is full of colorful actions.
I bow to The lotus-eyed One, Whose beauty slays the pride of Kāmadeva (Manoja), Who has fulsome lips and beautiful big eyes, Who removed the thoughts of obstacles from cow-rearers (Gopa). I bow to elephant-head-like carefree Kṛṣṇa, Who lifted a mountain in His lotus like hands, Whose smile and gaze is enticing, and Who slayed the pride of Indra. 1
I bow to Kṛṣṇa, Who is hard to get, Who has beautiful earrings made of flowers of Kadamba-tree, Who has two beautiful cheeks, Who is the only dear One of land of Vraja. I bow to Kṛṣṇa as cow-rearing-leader, Who is supreme bliss when viewed with Yaśodā, Cow-rearers, and Nanda.
I bow to the son of Nanda, Whose lotus-feet is always immersed in my lake-like mind, Who has beautiful curls falling upon his face. I bow to the delight of Nanda, Who absolves all defects, Who looks after everyone in this world, and Who is the hearty-desire of every cow-rearer.
I bow to the heart-stealer, Who relieves the weight of earth 2, Who is the support for us to cross the ocean of metempsychosis, and Who is the young son of Yaśodā. I bow to the son of Nanda, Who has beautiful glancing eyes, Who is always accompanied by bumble-bees 3, and Who incessantly appears new to His devotees and leaves them mesmerized.
I bow to the dear One of cow-rearers, Who is the abode of qualities, mercy and happiness, Who does not needs any mercy from anyone, and Who relieves the problems of demi-gods. I bow to cloud-colored beautiful One, Who is a new cowherd rearer and playful, Who is always thinking of new ways to mesmerize, and Who is wearing yellow lightening like robes.
I bow to Kṛṣṇa, Who roamed amidst the fields of Vraja, Who is dear to every cow-rearer in Vraja, Who is the only happiness for lotus-like heart, and Who is resplendent like sun. I bow to Kṛṣṇa, Who is the leader in gardens of Vraj, Who is desireless but fulfils desire of everyone, Whose glances are like beautiful enticing arrows, and Who plays mesmerizing tunes over flute.
I bow to The consort of Lakṣmī, Who slept in the bed-like-dreams of young Gopikā in Vraja, Who swallowed the forest and garden fire inside Vraja to save His fellows, Who is surrounded by the divine glow, Who is decorated in every way, and Who gave liberation to Gajendra, the elephant king. 4
O Lord! Whenever or wherever I am born, may I be immersed in Your beautiful ornate stories. Whomsoever sings the two Kṛṣṇāṣṭaka (this and another one by the poet), and meditates on it shall be born with devotion for Kṛṣṇa in every life.
1 Indra sent clouds to flood and damage whole of Vraja and Kṛṣṇa saved Vraja by lifting Mt. Govardhana. Thus He crushed the pride of Indra
2 Earth gets crowded with time and Lord appears to provide salvation to numerous humans. This is called as relieving weight of the earth.
3 Kṛṣṇa appeared with divine ornaments during His incarnation. Of them, ‘‘Lakṣmī-mark’’ on chest, ‘‘Kaustubha-jewel’’ in the neck, ‘‘Tulasī-garland’’ in neck, blue cloud likebody, etc., are cited many times. Due to non-decaying ‘‘Tulasī-garland’’ in neck, bumble-bees always flock around it to sip on the divine nectar.
4 Gajendra, an elephant, was cursed by Sage Agastya in his human body for neglecting the kingdom for seeking salvation. He was trapped by a crocodile in a river and then Viṣṇu (Kṛṣṇa) freed him from the crocodile trap.
Poet: Ādi Śaṅkara
Translator: Animesh Kumar
Submitter: Animesh Kumar
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