18. Yasodha nayana mani
Yasodha nayana maniAnahata maha dhwanti
Amare kareche pagol
Antara sudha nire
Na pujite achire
Hayechi sona madal
Translation
The ruby inside the eye of Yasodha!
Lord Krishna!
O Great Soundless Sound!
You have made me a divinely intoxicated soul
Inside my nectar-heart,
To worship You, I shall become
Your victory’s golden drum.
Sri Chinmoy, The Songs of God-Souls, Agni Press, 1983
