Subala Sakhadhara Pallava
Sri Sri Grantha Kartuh Prarthana
subala- sakhādhara-pallava -
samudita-madhu-mugdha-madhurī-lubdhām
ruci-jita-kañcana-citrām ́ kāñcana citrām ́ pikīm ́ vande
I offer my respectful obeisances to a certain wonderful cuckoo, whose splendor defeats the shining of gold, and who is very greedy to taste the charming sweetness of the honey trickling from the budding twigs of the lips of Subala's friend Krsna.
vṛṣaravijādharābimbī -
phala-rasa-pānotkam adbhutam ́ bhramaram
dhṛta-śikhi-piñchaka-cūlam ́ pīta-dukūlam ́ ciram ́ naumi
I eternally praise the wonderful black bee that, wearing yellow garments and a peacock feather crown, yearns to taste the nectar of the bimba fruits of Sri Radha's lips.
jitah ̣ sudhāṁśur yaśasā mameti
garvam ́ mūḍha mā bata goṣṭha-vīra
tavāri-narī-nayanāmbu-pālī jigāya
tātam ́ prasabham ́ yato ' sya
O foolish hero of Vraja, do not be proud, thinking "My glory has defeated the moon." After all, the flood of tears flowing from the eyes of the wives of Your enemies has defeated the ocean that is the moon's father.
kuñje kuñje paśupa-vanitā-vāhinībhih ̣ samastāt
svairam ́ kṛṣṇah ̣ kusuma-dhanuṣo rājya-carcām ́ karotu
etat prārthyam ́ sakhi mama yathā citta-hārī sa dhūrto
baddham ́ cetas tyajati kim u vā prāṇa-moṣām ́ karoti
Let independent Krsna with His band of gopis explore the kingdom of the god of love in every forest grove! Friend, even if the highwayman Krsna robs and binds my heart and even if He kills me, my only request is that He not leave my heart.
Translation
I offer my respectful obeisances to a certain wonderful cuckoo, whose splendor defeats the shining of gold, and who is very greedy to taste the charming sweetness of the honey trickling from the budding twigs of the lips of Subala's friend Krsna.
I eternally praise the wonderful black bee that, wearing yellow garments and a peacock feather crown, yearns to taste the nectar of the bimba fruits of Sri Radha's lips.
O foolish hero of Vraja, do not be proud, thinking "My glory has defeated the moon." After all, the flood of tears flowing from the eyes of the wives of Your enemies has defeated the ocean that is the moon's father.
Let independent Krsna with His band of gopis explore the kingdom of the god of love in every forest grove! Friend, even if the highwayman Krsna robs and binds my heart and even if He kills me, my only request is that He not leave my heart.