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Prabhuji, Tum Chandan, Hum Pani

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Prabhuji, Tum Chandan, Hum Pani
Jaaki Ang Ang Baas Samaani

Prabhuji, you are the chandan (sandalwood paste), I am the water
Only by merging with you is the sandalwood fragrance released


Prabhuji, Tum Ghan, Ban Hum Mora
Jaise Chitwat Chand Chakora

Prabhuji, you are the thundering clouds, I become a peacock (that longs to dance to the rain)
(or) Like the chakora bird who longs to see the moon…


Prabhuji, Tum Moti, Hum Dhaga
Jaise Sonhe Milat Suhaga

Prabhuji, you are like a pearl and I am the string (losing its identity in a rosary of pearls)
Gold has no fragrance of its own, despite being so beautiful. It would therefore become even more beautiful by gaining a fragrance (sonhe me suhaga). Through losing myself in you this gold (I), gains its fragrance.

Prabhuji, Tum Deepak Hum Baati,
Jaaki Jyoti Barai Dini Raati

Prabhuji, you are like the diya and I am the burning wick
Together we create the flame (light) which burns night and day


Prabhuji, Tum Swami, Hum Dasa
Aisi Bhakti Karai Raidasa

Prabhuji, you are Swami, and I am your servant
This way of devotion is followed by Raidasa


About this bhajan
This beautiul bhajan was composed by Raidasa, the guru of Mirabai. Through a string of colourful metaphors, he shows the non-duality between man and God. With remarkable delicacy he even explains the yearning for the jiva and atman for each other and their dependancy on each other to produce the vibrant and full expression of the Lord.

It has been sung wonderfully by Anup Jalota.
You can view it on youtube here.

Kya Sunder Tera Naam

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Nārāyan….. Nārāyan…..
Nārāyan, Nārāyan, kyā sunder térā nāam

Narayan, Narayan, how sweet is your name

Svāsé svāsé sumiran karilé, vrath svās math khoi
Kyā bharosā svāsa kā, yā phir āvan hoi na hoi

Breath by breath remember his name, waste not a single breath
What trust is there in breath, that another breath will come


Vrindāvan mé gopio, gāyun, vyuksh bolé nāam
Krishnā Krishnā, Rādhā vallabh, murli manohar Shyām

In Vrindavan, gopis, cows, and trees whisper his name
Krishna Krishna, Radha’s love, Shyam to whose flute the mind is lost


Draupadi né jab tumhé pukārā sāari āane badāi
Nāam ke lekar vish bi piy gaya, dekho Mirā bāi

When Drapuadi remembered your name, her saari become eternally long
Taking your name she even drank poison, our beloved Mirabai


Rām bolun yā Shyām bolun, ék vinanthi hé
Janam janam mé térā sunder nāam ratthé rahengé

Whether I sing Ram or I sing Shyam, I have only one wish
(that) For every life I am reborn, your sweet name stays on my lips


About this bhajan
This is a bhajan I have written, or should really say assembled as I have borrowed many of the words from some beautiful written works or bhajans. The first verse is taken from a book called Hari Ras (as sung by Shree Navin Pattni). The third verse is also from a bhajan written by Narsi Metha – “Shree Radhe Govinda”.

[EDIT] Listen to the track
You can hear a recording of this track that was done in 2017: