Kirtan Guide

Śrī Śikṣāṣṭakam

Song 6
by Śrīla Bhakti Vinod Ṭhākur
    • The sixth verse of the Śrī Śikṣāṣṭakam is as follows:

    • nayanaṁ galad-aśru-dhārayā
    • vadanaṁ gadgada-ruddhayā girā
    • pulakair nichitaṁ vapuḥ kadā
    • tava nāma-grahaṇe bhaviṣyati
    • “Oh Lord, when will tears flow from my eyes like waves, And my voice tremble in ecstasy? When will the hairs of my body stand on end while chanting Your Holy Name?”

  • 1
    • aparādha-phole mama    chitta bhela vajra sama
    • tuyā nāme nā lobhe bikāra
    • hatāś hoiya hari    tava nāma ucha kori
    • boḍo duḥkhe ḍāki bāro bāro
    • Oh Lord Hari, asa result of my offences incurred in previous lifetimes, my heart has become as hard as a thunderbolt, and feels no change upon chanting Your Holy Name. Disappointed, hopeless, and in great distress, I loudly call Your Name again and again.

  • 2
    • dīna dayāmoy karuṇā-nidān
    • bhāva-bindu dei rākhoho parāṇ
    • Oh Lord, you are compassionate towards the fallen souls and the origin of mercy. Please give me a drop of divine ecstasy and thereby save my life!

  • 3
    • kobe tuyā nāma-uchāraṇe mor
    • nayane jharabo daro daro lor
    • When will an incessant stream of tears flow from my eyes as I chant Your Name in divine ecstasy?

  • 4
    • gada-gada-svara kaṇṭhe upajabo
    • mukhe bolo ādha ādha bāhirābo
    • When will my voice be choked with divine emotion, and when will words garbled due to ecstasy come from my mouth?

  • 5
    • pulake bharabo śorīra hāmāra
    • sveda-kampa-stambha hobe bāro bāro
    • When will the hairs of my body stand up in ecstasy? When will I become stunned with ecstasy, shiver and perspire out of the ecstasy of divine love? When will these symptoms of ecstasy overwhelm me again and again?

  • 6
    • bibarṇa-śorīre hārāobu̐ jñāna
    • nāma-samāśraye dharobu parāṇa
    • When will my body turn colours and become pale out of ecstasy? When will I lose consciousness? And when will my very life be under the shelter of the Holy Name?

  • 7
    • milabo hāmār kiye aiche dina
    • roye bhakativinoda mati hīna
    • Bhakti Vinod, who is devoid of good intelligence cries, “When will I meet with such a day?”