Ankhiyan Hari Darasana Ki Pyasi
(refrain) aṅkhiyāṅ
hari darasana kī pyāsī
They long to see the Lotus-eyed One, grieving for Him day and night.
dekhyo
cāhata kamala-nayana ko nisa
dina rahata udāsī
Wearing a saffron tilaka and a garland of pearls and dwelling in the village of Vrndavana, He gave us His love, and then He casts us aside like a blade of grass, throwing a noose around our necks.
kesara
tilaka motina kī mālā vṛndāvana
ke vāsī
Wearing a saffron tilaka and a garland of pearls and dwelling in the village of Vrndavana, He gave us His love, and then He casts us aside like a blade of grass, throwing a noose around our necks.
neha
lagāya tyāgi gaye tṛna sama ḍāra
gae gara phāṅsi
Nobody knows the pain in another's breast, there is laughter in people's hearts.
kāhu
ke mana kī kou kā jāne logana
ke mana hāṅsī
But Oh Lord of Sura Dasa! Without a vision of You, we would give up our very lives.
suradāsa
prabhu tumhare darasa bina laihaun
karavaṭa kāsī
Translation
They long to see the Lotus-eyed One, grieving for Him day and night.
Wearing a saffron tilaka and a garland of pearls and dwelling in the village of Vrndavana, He gave us His love, and then He casts us aside like a blade of grass, throwing a noose around our necks.
Wearing a saffron tilaka and a garland of pearls and dwelling in the village of Vrndavana, He gave us His love, and then He casts us aside like a blade of grass, throwing a noose around our necks.
Nobody knows the pain in another's breast, there is laughter in people's hearts.
But Oh Lord of Sura Dasa! Without a vision of You, we would give up our very lives.
Notes
At the ISKCON New Jersey temple on Gaura Purnima 2002, an Odissi dancer sang this song. Therefore, I have decided to include this song in this song-book. It was rendered in Raga Kafi in Sitarkhani Tala.