Shrimad Chaturasi Path — Pad 13 | Chaurasi Ji Ka Path Arth Sahit | नंद के लाल ने मन हर लिया

Original pad (Devanagari)

नन्द के लाल हरि मन मोर ।
हौं अपने मोतिन लर पोवत, काँकर डारि गयौ सखि भोर ॥
बंक विलोकनि चाल छबीली, रसिक शिरोमनि नन्द किशोर ।
कहि कैसे मन रहत श्रवन सुनि, सरस मधुर मुरली की घोर ॥
इंदु गोविन्द वदन के कारन, चितवन कौं भये नैंन चकोर ।
जय श्रीहित हरिवंश रसिक रस जुवती, तू लै मिल सखी प्रान अकोर ॥

Transliteration

nanda ke lāla hari mana mora.
hauṁ apane motina lara povata, kāṁkara ḍāri gayau sakhi bhora.
baṁka vilokani cāla chabīlī, rasika śiromaṇi nanda kiśora.
kahi kaise mana rahata śravana suni, sarasa madhura muralī kī ghora.
indu govinda vadana ke kārana, citavana kauṁ bhaye naiṁna cakora.
jaya śrīhita harivaṁśa rasika rasa juvatī, tū lai mila sakhī prāna akora.

Word-by-word meanings

nanda ke lāla — the son of Nanda, Śrī Kṛṣṇa; hari — Hari, Śrī Kṛṣṇa; mana mora — my heart; hauṁ — I; apane motina lara — my string of pearls; povata — was stringing; kāṁkara — a pebble; ḍāri gayau — threw and went away; sakhi — O sakhi; bhora — in the morning; baṁka vilokani — the sidelong glance; cāla chabīlī — the lovely gait; rasika śiromaṇi — the crest-jewel of relishers; nanda kiśora — Nanda's youthful son; kahi kaise — how indeed; mana rahata — can the mind stay steady; śravana suni — on hearing; sarasa madhura — sweet and full of rasa; muralī kī ghora — the sound of the flute; indu — the moon; govinda vadana — Govinda's face; citavana kauṁ — to gaze upon; naiṁna cakora — eyes like cakora birds; rasika rasa juvatī — O youthful one full of rasa; tū lai mila — unite her; sakhī — O sakhi; prāna akora — dearer than life itself.

Translation

Nanda's Lāl, Hari, has stolen my heart. O sakhi, in the morning I was stringing my pearls when He threw a pebble and went away — and with it He stole my attention, my mind and my heart. His sidelong glance, His lovely gait and His charm have won my heart. Nanda-kiśora is the crest-jewel of relishers — how can the mind stay steady on hearing the sweet, nectar-like sound of His flute? Govinda's face is like the moon, and my eyes have become cakora birds, longing to gaze upon it. Says Śrī Hita Harivaṁśa — O youthful sakhi, full of rasa, unite her with Kṛṣṇa, who is dearer than life itself.

Explanation

A small morning incident becomes the whole story of love: Rādhā was stringing pearls when Kṛṣṇa threw a pebble and slipped away — and Her heart went with Him. His glance, His walk and His flute have done what no force could do. The cakora bird lives only to gaze at the moon; in the same way, Rādhā's eyes now live only to gaze at Govinda's moon-like face. The sakhi is asked to complete what love has begun — to bring the two together.

Summary

Kṛṣṇa's glance, gait and flute have stolen Rādhā's heart — the cakora-eyed beloved longs only for His moon-like face.

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