Ami To Cancala Mati
Yamuna Bhavavali Song 27
hari he āmi to' cañcala-mati amaryāda
khudra ati asūya-prasaba sadā mora
pāpiṣṭha kṛtaghna mānī nr ̣śaṁsa
bañcane jñānī kāma-baśe thāki sadā ghora
Oh my dear Lord Hari! I am most fickle-minded, completely bereft of proper etiquette and extremely insignificant. I always radiate an intense effulgence of jealousy and malice. I willingly perform sinful acts, I love to do harm to my well-wishing benefactors, and I am unnecessarily puffed up with false prestige. Ferociously vicious like a barbarian, I am vastly learned in the art of deceiving others. I am always obsessed under the control of lusty motives, which are my very breath of life.
e heno durjana ho'ye e duḥkha-jaladhi
bo'ye caritechi soṁsāra-sāgore
kemone e bhabāmbudhi pāra ho'ye
nirabadhi taba pada-sebā mile more
Being such a sinful rogue, I am completely submerged in this ocean of material tribulation as I aimlessly wander here and there in the vast ocean of birth and death. How will I ever be able to cross over this deep ocean of nescience and enter into the eternal service of Your divine lotus feet??
tomāra koruṇā pāi taba to' toriyā
jāi amki e duranta-sāgora tumi
prabhu śrī-caraṇe rākho dāse dhūli
-sane nahe bhaktibinoda kātora
Only if I get Your causeless mercy, then I can certainly cross over this miserable ocean of suffering. Now, my dear Lord, Bhaktivinoda is humbly requesting You to kindly keep this servant as just one of the many particles of dust under the safe shelter of Your beautiful lotus feet... then I'll be fully satisfied.
Translation
Oh my dear Lord Hari! I am most fickle-minded, completely bereft of proper etiquette and extremely insignificant. I always radiate an intense effulgence of jealousy and malice. I willingly perform sinful acts, I love to do harm to my well-wishing benefactors, and I am unnecessarily puffed up with false prestige. Ferociously vicious like a barbarian, I am vastly learned in the art of deceiving others. I am always obsessed under the control of lusty motives, which are my very breath of life.
Being such a sinful rogue, I am completely submerged in this ocean of material tribulation as I aimlessly wander here and there in the vast ocean of birth and death. How will I ever be able to cross over this deep ocean of nescience and enter into the eternal service of Your divine lotus feet??
Only if I get Your causeless mercy, then I can certainly cross over this miserable ocean of suffering. Now, my dear Lord, Bhaktivinoda is humbly requesting You to kindly keep this servant as just one of the many particles of dust under the safe shelter of Your beautiful lotus feet... then I'll be fully satisfied.