Keno Hare Krsna Nam
(refrain) keno hare
kṛṣṇa nām hari bole mano
prāṇ kāṅde nā
Refrain: Oh, why does my heart not weep from chanting the holy names Hare Krsna?
pākhi
nā jāni kon aparādhe mukhe hare
kṛṣṇa nām bolo nā
The bird of my heart does not know what past sinful activities in has committed to cause this inability to chant Hare Krsna properly.
baner
pākhi re dhare rākhalām hṛdoy mandire madhu
mākhā ei hari nām pākhi
re sikhaile sikhe
O forest bird! I have kept something for you very carefully within the cottage of my heart - the holy name of Hari, which is overflowing with pure sweet honey. O bird, you could learn the chanting of this name if you were taught.
pākhi
sakal nām bolte paro keno hare
kṛṣṇa nām bolo nā keno hare
kṛṣṇa nām hari bole mano prāṇ kāṅde
nā
A bird is easily able to speak all names; why then does this bird of my heart refuse to chant Hare Krsna? Oh, why does my heart not weep from chanting the holy names Hare Krsna?
calo
pākhi rūper deśe jāi je
deśete maner mānuś āśā jāoyā nāi
O bird! Come, let us go to the spiritual world, the land of true and everlasting beauty. It is the place where the imaginary man of my mind will never again come and go on the revolving cycle of birth and death.
pākhi
re tor maraṇa kālete carabī
vāser dolāte ore
cār janete kandhe kore loye
jābe smaśān ghāṭete
O bird! At the time of death, your body will simply be placed upon a funeral stretcher, lifted on the shoulders of four persons and carried to the cremation grounds.
ore o tor
mukhe āguna jihve tule ki korobi
tāi bolo nā
Alas! The cremation fire will enter your mouth and then totally consume your tongue. There will be nothing you can do to save yourself; for at that time, it is too late - you will be unable to speak anymore.
Translation
Refrain: Oh, why does my heart not weep from chanting the holy names Hare Krsna?
The bird of my heart does not know what past sinful activities in has committed to cause this inability to chant Hare Krsna properly.
O forest bird! I have kept something for you very carefully within the cottage of my heart - the holy name of Hari, which is overflowing with pure sweet honey. O bird, you could learn the chanting of this name if you were taught.
A bird is easily able to speak all names; why then does this bird of my heart refuse to chant Hare Krsna? Oh, why does my heart not weep from chanting the holy names Hare Krsna?
O bird! Come, let us go to the spiritual world, the land of true and everlasting beauty. It is the place where the imaginary man of my mind will never again come and go on the revolving cycle of birth and death.
O bird! At the time of death, your body will simply be placed upon a funeral stretcher, lifted on the shoulders of four persons and carried to the cremation grounds.
Alas! The cremation fire will enter your mouth and then totally consume your tongue. There will be nothing you can do to save yourself; for at that time, it is too late - you will be unable to speak anymore.
Notes
This song is commonly rendered in Raga Sindhu Bhairavi in Kaherva Tala.