Krśńa:
Everyone’s eyes brim with tears
Tell me why have unseasonal rainclouds gathered?
Just as usual, I am
dancing in joy, radiating light.

People of Vraja*:
We’ve heard you’re going away to Mathura,
casting us aside.
Thinking about this, our hearts are restless,
and so, alas, we die weeping.

Krśńa:
For the subjugation of the wicked,
for the protection of the good,
I stand firm about going to Mathura.
Know this that every moment I ever remain
in Vrndávana, in every mind.

Translated from Bengali

*Vraja, or Vrindavan – the city
where Krsna spent His early years.

KRŚŃA:
SAKALER ÁṊKHI CHALACHAL
AKÁLE BÁDAL NÁMLO KENA BAL,
ÁMI TO TEMNI ÁCHI
KHUSHITE NÁCI ÁLO JHALAMAL.

VRAJAVÁSII:
SHUŃECHI JÁCCHO CALE
MODERA PHELE TUMI MATHÚRÁY,
BHÁVIYÁ ÁKULA HIYÁ
TÁI TO MORÁ KEṊDE’ MARI HÁY.

KRŚŃA:
DUŚTÁDAMANE SHIŚT́APÁLANE
JETE MATHURÁY ÁMI AVICAL,
MANE MANE VRNDÁVANE
SATATA ÁCHI JENO PRATI PAL

24-01-1983