Classic Poem

1. Bindraban itself has become a Paradise !
Where, in which of the woods, hast He
Chosen to stay ?

2. With closed fists I had
Arrived from there, but
Opened both my hands here !
Opening their hands, they repented !
Bindraban has turned into a Paradise !
Where; in which woods, hast He
Chosen to stay ?

3. In quest of Thee
I had come here from there !
Would Mahakaal spare anyone
Whom would the hands of Death
Leave behind ?
Bindraban has turned into a Paradise !.
Where in which woods hast He
Chosen to stay?

4. For a few days feasting I've come:
A rich place for mad merriment's
This world !
What's there to give and what to get ?
What's to be carried along ?
Bindraban has turned into a Paradise !
Where------in which woods, hast He
Chosen to stay ?

5. Glistens He in the livers of the living:
Said a being from his heart:
I saw, what I was told !
Glued, to Thy darshan.
I would ever like to be !
Bindraban has turned into a Paradise !
Where, in which woods, hast He
Chosen to stay?

6. With the intensity of love, I would
Sacrifice myself, as a moth,
On the burning candle !
With the sickle of vairag, lead me to
Renunciation.... or else,
Arn't thee mad of mind ?
Bindraban has turned into a Paradise !
Where in which woods, hast He
Chosen to stay?

7. O, Thee, my very life,
Tell me,
At every, early dawn,
'Who ever can overcome
The angel of DEATH' ?
Does he ever sit to rest anywhere ?
Bindraban.has turned into a Paradise !
Where in which woods, hast He
Chosen to stay?

8. Peevishly, 'Parma-Ananda' has parted
In protest against himself !
Pray exhort him back home,
Chanting 'SUHUM' moment by moment !
Bindraban has turned out to be a Paradise !
Where, in which woods, hast He
Chosen to stay!