Karaṅga Kaupīna Lañā Cheṅḍa Kāṅthā Gāya Diyā

When will I renounce all sense-gratification? When will I accept only a water-pot and torn garment? When will I constantly sing Lord Krsna's holy names? When will I go to the groves of Vraja and make my permanent residence there? When will I attain ecstatic love for Lord Krsna?

When will I wander in Vrndavana, detached from material affairs, and only eating some roots and fruit at the end of the day? O Lord Hari, Lord Hari, when will that auspicious day be mine?

When will I become full of bliss, overwhelmed by ecstatic love by bathing in the cool waters of the Yamuna river? When will I wander about Vrndavana with my arms upraised calling out the name of Lord Krsna, and crying?

When will I see the place where Radha and Krsna secretly met? When, overwhelmed with ecstatic love, will I roll about in the dust at that place? When will I call out "O Radha, O controller of my life, where are You? O Krsna, O lifter of Govardhana Hill, where are You? O my masters, where are You?"

When will I happily pass my days at the roots of a tree in the grove of madhavi creepers, listening to a parrot-couple jubilantly sing the glories of the nectarean pastimes of Sri Sri Radha and Krsna?

When will I see Lord Govinda, the master of the gopis, accompanied by Srimati Radharani, asa They both sit on a jewelled throne? Poor-hearted Narottama dasa hopes that some day he will be able to obtain this so-difficult-to-obtain desire.