Radhika Sarada Indu Nindimukha
Radhikastakam
rādhikā
śarada-indū-nindi mūkha-maṇḍalī kuntale
vicitra-veṇī campa-puṣpa-śobhanī nīla
paṭṭa aṅge śobhe tāhe ādha oṭanī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
Srimati Radhika's face makes the full moon of the Sarat (Autumn) season feel bashful. Multitudes of flowers adorn her beautifully braided hair. She is dressed in a blue sari and the upper part of her body is covered with a veil. I worship the lotus feet of Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu
taruṇa aruṇa
jini sindūrera maṇḍalī yaiche ali matta bhare
malayaja-gandhinī bhurūra bhaṅgima
koṭī koṭī kāma-gañjinī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
The dot of sindur on the forehead of Srimati Radhika defeats the redness of the early morning sun. The fragrance of lotus from Her body causes the bumble bees to go wild and fly around her. The gesture of her eyebrows defeats the pride of million of Cupids. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radharani, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
khañjana-gañjana-diṭhi
baṅkima-sucāhanī añjana rañjita tāhe
kāma-śara-sandhinī tila-puṣpa jini
nāsā vesara-sudolanī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
Her eyes, which move like the khanjana bird, are anointed with mascara. From the corner of Her eyes, She shoots her beautiful glance, ust like the flower arrows from the bow of Cupid. Her beautiful nose defeats the beauty of sesame-flowers and from it a nose-ring swings very beautifully. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
pakka visva-phala jini
adhara suraṅginī daśana
dāḍisva-bīja jini ati śobhanī vasanta kokila jini
sumadhura-bolanī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
Her lips are more reddish than a ripe bimba-fruit, and Her teeth are as beautifully set as the seeds of pomegrantes. Her voice is more melodious than that of a cuckoo. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
kanaka mūkura jini
gaṇḍa-yuga śobhanī ratana mañjīra
pāye baṅka-rāja-dolanī keśara
mukutā-hāra ura-para jholanī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
She has cheeks that are blossoming with gracefully with a golden complexion. Her jeweled ankle bells tied to Her feet sways freely. Her long hair and necklace of pears lie on Her breasts. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
kanaka kalasa jini
kuca-yuga śobhanī karibara-kara jini
bāhu-yuga dolanī sulalita aṅgulite
mudrikāra sājanī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
The beauty of Her cheeks defeats the beauty of a golden mirror. She wears jeweled ankle bells and Her ear-rings swing beautifully. Her slender fingers are decorated with jewel-studded rings. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
gaja-ari jini
mājā guruyā nitasvinī tā'para śobhita
bhāla kanakera kiṅkinī kanaka ulaṭa
rambhā jānu-yuga-śobhanī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
She moves more majestically than the king of elephants. A golden girdle shines beautifully around her slender waist, and the small gold bells in them tinkle sweetly. Her thighs are smooth and slender like an upturned trunk of a golden banana tree. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
haṁsa-rāja-gati
jini sumanthara-calanī rātula caraṇe
rāje kanayā supañjinī yugala caraṇe
śobhe yāvaka surañjinī vandiye
śrī-pāda-padma vṛsabhānu-nandinī
Her movement is more graceful than a swan's. Jewelled ankle-bells adorn her feet. I worship the lotus-feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
Translation
Srimati Radhika's face makes the full moon of the Sarat (Autumn) season feel bashful. Multitudes of flowers adorn her beautifully braided hair. She is dressed in a blue sari and the upper part of her body is covered with a veil. I worship the lotus feet of Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu
The dot of sindur on the forehead of Srimati Radhika defeats the redness of the early morning sun. The fragrance of lotus from Her body causes the bumble bees to go wild and fly around her. The gesture of her eyebrows defeats the pride of million of Cupids. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radharani, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
Her eyes, which move like the khanjana bird, are anointed with mascara. From the corner of Her eyes, She shoots her beautiful glance, ust like the flower arrows from the bow of Cupid. Her beautiful nose defeats the beauty of sesame-flowers and from it a nose-ring swings very beautifully. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
Her lips are more reddish than a ripe bimba-fruit, and Her teeth are as beautifully set as the seeds of pomegrantes. Her voice is more melodious than that of a cuckoo. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
She has cheeks that are blossoming with gracefully with a golden complexion. Her jeweled ankle bells tied to Her feet sways freely. Her long hair and necklace of pears lie on Her breasts. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
The beauty of Her cheeks defeats the beauty of a golden mirror. She wears jeweled ankle bells and Her ear-rings swing beautifully. Her slender fingers are decorated with jewel-studded rings. I worship the lotus feet of that Srimati Radhika, the daughter of King Vrsabhanu.
Notes
This song was popularized by Bhakti Caru Swami's album "Krsna Bhavanamrta Volume 1." It is sung in Raga Misra Khamaja in Lopha Tala.