Hede He! Nagara Bara Suna He Muralidhara
Bhajan | Narottama Dasa Thakura
Verse 1
hede he! nāgara bara śuna he mūralīdhara
nivedana kari tuyā pāya
caraṇa nakhara maṇi yena cāṅdera gāṅthani
bhāla śobhe āmāra galāya
Verse 2
śrīdāma sudāma saṅge yakhana vane yāo raṅge
takhana āmi duyāre dāṅḍāye
mane kari saṅge yāi gurūjanara bhaya pāi
āṅkhi raila tuyā pāne ceye
Verse 3
cāi navīna-megha-pāne tuyā baṅdhu paḍe mane
elāiyā keśa nāhi bāṅdhi
randhana-śālāte jāi tuyā baṅdhu guṇa gāi
dhuṅyāra chalanā kari kāṅdi
Verse 4
maṇi nao māṇika nao āṅcale bāṅdhile rao
phula nao ye keśe karibeśe
nārī nā karita vidhi tuyā hena guṇanidhi
laiyā phiritāma deśe deśe
Verse 5
aguru candana haitāma tuyā ange mākhā raitāma
ghāmiyā paḍitāma rāṅgā pāya
ki mora manera sādha vāmana haye cāṅda hāta
vidhi ki sādha pūrābe āmāra
Verse 6
narottama dāsa kaya śuna ahe dayāmaya
tumī āmāya nā chāḍiha dayā
je dina tomāra bhāve āmāra e deha jābe
sei dine diya pada chāyā
Verse 1
O my dear Hero! O Lord, the flute player! Please hear my request to You. Your jewel-like toenails resemble the rows of moons when You go to the forest with Śrīdāma and Sudāma.
Verse 2
At that time, I stand at the doorstep thinking of going with You. But I am afraid of the elders and the respectable people. Therefore, my eyes simply gaze after You.
Verse 3
Whenever I see the new clouds, O my friend, I immediately remember You and I let loose my hair. When I cook in the kitchen, I simply sing Your glories and cry on the pretext of smoke.
Verse 4
O beloved Lord! You are neither a jewel nor a diamond that I can keep You tied to the end of my cloth. You are not a flower that I can decorate my hair with. If I were not a woman, I could have taken You, the ocean of divine qualities, all over the country.
Verse 5
If I were aguru or sandalwood, then I would be smeared on Your limbs, and when You would perspire, I would have fallen at Your reddish lotus feet. What desires I have! Although I am a dwarf, still I want to touch the moon. Will the creator ever fulfill my desire?
Verse 6
Narottama dāsa says, “Please hear, O most merciful Lord! Please do not neglect me. The day I give up my body being fully absorbed in Your thoughts, please give me shelter at Your lotus feet.”
Verse 1
hede he! nāgara bara śuna he mūralīdhara
nivedana kari tuyā pāya
caraṇa nakhara maṇi yena cāṅdera gāṅthani
bhāla śobhe āmāra galāya
Verse 2
śrīdāma sudāma saṅge yakhana vane yāo raṅge
takhana āmi duyāre dāṅḍāye
mane kari saṅge yāi gurūjanara bhaya pāi
āṅkhi raila tuyā pāne ceye
Verse 3
cāi navīna-megha-pāne tuyā baṅdhu paḍe mane
elāiyā keśa nāhi bāṅdhi
randhana-śālāte jāi tuyā baṅdhu guṇa gāi
dhuṅyāra chalanā kari kāṅdi
Verse 4
maṇi nao māṇika nao āṅcale bāṅdhile rao
phula nao ye keśe karibeśe
nārī nā karita vidhi tuyā hena guṇanidhi
laiyā phiritāma deśe deśe
Verse 5
aguru candana haitāma tuyā ange mākhā raitāma
ghāmiyā paḍitāma rāṅgā pāya
ki mora manera sādha vāmana haye cāṅda hāta
vidhi ki sādha pūrābe āmāra
Verse 6
narottama dāsa kaya śuna ahe dayāmaya
tumī āmāya nā chāḍiha dayā
je dina tomāra bhāve āmāra e deha jābe
sei dine diya pada chāyā
Verse 1
O my dear Hero! O Lord, the flute player! Please hear my request to You. Your jewel-like toenails resemble the rows of moons when You go to the forest with Śrīdāma and Sudāma.
Verse 2
At that time, I stand at the doorstep thinking of going with You. But I am afraid of the elders and the respectable people. Therefore, my eyes simply gaze after You.
Verse 3
Whenever I see the new clouds, O my friend, I immediately remember You and I let loose my hair. When I cook in the kitchen, I simply sing Your glories and cry on the pretext of smoke.
Verse 4
O beloved Lord! You are neither a jewel nor a diamond that I can keep You tied to the end of my cloth. You are not a flower that I can decorate my hair with. If I were not a woman, I could have taken You, the ocean of divine qualities, all over the country.
Verse 5
If I were aguru or sandalwood, then I would be smeared on Your limbs, and when You would perspire, I would have fallen at Your reddish lotus feet. What desires I have! Although I am a dwarf, still I want to touch the moon. Will the creator ever fulfill my desire?
Verse 6
Narottama dāsa says, “Please hear, O most merciful Lord! Please do not neglect me. The day I give up my body being fully absorbed in Your thoughts, please give me shelter at Your lotus feet.”
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