Krśńa
Nárada shono kathá ámár ei vyathá
Sárite páre phele bhakta padarajah
Dharár kon końe dekho go gopane
Lukáye áche sei bhakta ájo
Nárada
E kii halo dáy keha ná dite cáy
Carańadhúli mor kriśńacáṋdere
Sabe kahe more túlibo ná ore
O pápakathá mor karńakúhare
Vrajavásii bhái balo kothá jái
Kemane báṋcái kriśńacáṋdere
Pápera bhayete keha ná cáhe dite
Carańadhúli ei vipada májháre
Vrajavásii
Bhakta ki ná ámi jáni ná mahámuni
Shunini se kathá kakhano ájo
Pápere náhi d́ari sáhase bhar kari
Krśńe sáráite dilám padarajah
Krsna
Narada, listen to my words, this pain of mine–
It can be removed by applying footdust of a devotee.
In a certain corner of the world, observe secretly–
Hidden are such devotees even today.
Narada
How hard this was, no one wants to give
Footdust for my Krsna dearest.
Everyone tells: "I will not consider that;
Those are sinful words to my ears."
Brother from Vraj, tell me where to go;
How do I rescue Krsna dearest?
For fear of sin, no one wants to offer
Footdust at this crucial juncture.
Resident of Vraja
Great sage, I know not if I am a devotee;
I have not heard such news till now.
Yet I am unafraid of sin; I am daring—
To cure Krsna, footdust I did give.
