Kabe Mora Śubha Dina Hoibe Udoya

When will I take shelter of Vṛndāvana? When will that auspicious day be mine?

When will my material desires end? When will the flames of birth and death be extinguished? When will association with the Vaiṣṇavas fulfill all my desires?

When, in the chanting of Kṛṣṇa-saṅkīrtana, will I become wild, fall to the ground, roll in the dust, and grasp the Vaiṣṇavas' feet?

When with the eyes of my heart will I see the divine couple in a kadamba grove by Śrī Yamunā's bank?

When will a gopī give me shelter at her feet and kindly engage me in serving the divine couple?

When, gazing at the divine couple's pastimes, will I, overcome with bliss and love, fall unconscious?

How long will I be unconscious? When will I forget my body in this way?

When, becoming conscious again, will I remember the vision of Lord Kṛṣṇa's pastimes I saw in those unconscious moments and then suddenly float in the tears streaming from my eyes?

When, with words choked with emotion, will I beg the Vṛndāvanas: "To this sinner please give one drop of devotion to the Lord."?

At every moment Bhaktivinoda longs to take shelter of Anaṅga-mañjarī's feet.