Hari Hari! Baḍa Śela Marame Rahila

O Lord Hari, O Lord Hari, a great javelin has pierced me in the core of the heart.
Having attained this difficult to get human body, I have neglected the worship of Sri Krsna, and in this way my life has become useless.

Although Lord Hari, the prince of Vraja, has descended in Navadvipa and filled the universe with pure love of God, I remain very sinful at heart, cruel, and merciless.

My mind refuses to think of Srila Svarupa Damodara Gosvami, Srila Sanatana Gosvami, Srila Rupa Gosvami, Srila Raghunatha dasa Gosvami, Srila Raghunatha Bhatta Gosvami, Srila Gopala Bhatta Gosvami. I decline to make my residence in Vrndavana-dhama, the abode full of transcendental cintamani gems.

My mind is absorbed in sense-gratification, and I do not take pleasure in the association of devotees. For this reason pain and regret arise within my heart. Narottama dasa says: It is not good to live without serving the spiritual master and the Vaisnavas.