Shri Navanagari Pyari · श्री नवनागरी प्यारी

श्री नवनागरी प्यारी तू वृन्दावनकी रानी । बिहारिन लाड़िली प्यारी तेरी कीरति जगत बखानी ॥चाल॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, You are the Queen of Vrindavan. O Biharini, Ladili Pyari, Your glory is renowned throughout the world. ॥चाल॥

जगत में जगमग रह्यौ यश बिन कृपा क्यों बूझही । अभिमान अंधा लोग करमठ ताहि कछुवन सूझही । करौ कृपा परम उदार ये मोहि बारबार सुहावही । बलिजाउँ श्रीवृषभान नंदिनी सुजस तिहारौ गावही ॥१॥

Your glory shines throughout the world, but without Your grace, how can anyone understand it? People blinded by pride and absorbed in ritual action can perceive nothing of it. O supremely generous One, bestow Your grace; this alone delights me again and again. I offer myself to You, Shri Vrishabhan Nandini, and sing Your beautiful glory. ॥१॥

श्री नवनागरी प्यारी तेरी मोतिन माँग सँवारी । बिहारन लाड़ली तैसी पहिरै झूमकसारी ॥चा॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, Your hair-parting is adorned with pearls. O Biharini Ladili, You wear a lovely row of dangling ornaments. ॥चा॥

सारी जो भीजि फुलेल में रही प्रगट बेनी देखियै ॥ धसी सीस सुमेरतें मानों भ्रमर पाँति विसेखियै ॥ ललित कटि पर लाल लहेंगा नीलकंचुकी कसितनी । प्रथम जोबन जोत तनकी क्यों बनै कवि पै भनी ॥२॥

Your sari is steeped in fragrant flower essence, while Your braid remains beautifully visible. Descending from the crown of Your head, it appears like a splendid row of black bees. A red lehenga graces Your slender waist, with a fitted blue kanchuki. How could any poet describe the radiance of early youth shining from Your form? ॥२॥

श्रीनवनागरी प्यारी तू चंद बदन मृगनयनी । बिहारन लाड़िली तैसी हे चंपक तन पिकबैनी ॥चा॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, Your face is like the moon and Your eyes like those of a doe. O Biharini Ladili, Your complexion is like champak, and Your voice like the cuckoo’s. ॥चा॥

बेनीजु पिक शुक नासिका सम अधरबिंब विलासनी । कनक कुंडल अलक झलकें कपोलमें मृदुहासिनी । ललित मुखमें पान सोहै नासिका मुक्ता धरें । चिबुक साँवल बिंदुकी छबि कौन त्रिय सरवर करें ॥३॥

Your braid is dark as the cuckoo, Your nose resembles a parrot’s beak, and Your lips have the beauty of the bimba fruit. Golden earrings and curling locks gleam beside Your cheeks as You smile gently. Betel graces Your lovely mouth, and a pearl rests upon Your nose. What woman could equal the beauty of the dark little dot upon Your chin? ॥३॥

श्रीनवनागरी प्यारी तेरी बेंदी जगमगताई । बिहारन लाड़िली यह छबि कबि पै वरनी न जाई ॥चा॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, Your bindi sparkles brightly. O Biharini Ladili, no poet can describe this beauty. ॥चा॥

वरनी न यह छबि जाय कबिपै निरखि श्याम सिहाइयौ । दसन दामिनी अधर राते लाल अति सुखपाइयौ । गौर भाल विशाल लोचन वक्र अति छबि राजही । भ्रोंह काम कमान मानों बाण मनमथ साजही ॥४॥

No poet can describe this beauty; beholding it, Shyam is filled with longing. Your teeth flash like lightning and Your lips are red, giving Lala immense delight. Your fair forehead, large eyes, and graceful features shine with exquisite beauty. Your eyebrows seem like Kama’s bow, fitted with the arrows of Manmatha. ॥४॥

श्रीनवनागरी प्यारी तेरी छोटी लर गज मोती । विहारन लाड़िली तैसी बीच जंगाली पोती ॥चा॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, a short strand of elephant pearls adorns You. O Biharini Ladili, a jangali ornament is strung between them. ॥चा॥

पोति जो पुंज जड़ाव चौकी रही उरपर जगमगै। अंस पर मखतूल फोंदा दृष्टि जिन गुरुजन लगै । बरा कंकन बाजू पोहोंची चूरी चारु विराजही । रतनजटित अमोल सुंदरि अंगुरिन छबि छाजही ॥५॥

A cluster of strung jewels with a gem-set pendant sparkles upon Your breast. Silken tassels rest upon Your shoulders, shielding You from the gaze of elders. Bracelets, armlets, wrist ornaments, and beautiful bangles shine upon You; priceless jewel-set rings, O Sundari, lend splendour to Your fingers. ॥५॥

श्रीनवनागरि प्यारी तेरे पग नूपुर झनकार । बिहारन लाड़िली तैसी है मंथर चरन बिहार ॥चा॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, the anklets upon Your feet resound. O Biharini Ladili, Your steps move with a gentle, graceful gait. ॥चा॥

मंथर चरन बिहार यह गति राज हंसन अर्पही । जघन सघन उरोज भारी देखि सिंध कटि डरपही । पृथु नितंबनि किंकिनी सम निपटही नीवी बनी । झबा झलकें देख दोऊ रीझि रहे साँवल धनी ॥६॥

Your gentle, graceful gait puts even royal swans to shame. Seeing Your full hips and breasts, even the lion would be humbled by Your slender waist. A girdle of little bells rests closely upon Your shapely hips, and Your waistband is beautifully tied. Seeing the ornaments shimmering there, the dark-hued Lord remains utterly captivated. ॥६॥

श्रीनवनागरि प्यारी तू पिय तन मुरि मुसिकानी ॥ विहारनलाडिली तब उन बंसी गिरत न जानी ॥चा.॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, You turn toward Your Piya and smile. O Biharini Ladili, at that moment He does not even notice the flute falling from His hand. ॥चा॥

जानी न बंसी गिरत करतें पीत पट खस भू पर्यौ॥ रहे इकटक चित्र जैसे पग न भूमीतें टर्यौ ॥ झुकि जात कछुवन गातकी सुधि अंगअंग शिथिल भये । परत जात सुजान सुंदर भुजा भरि भामिनि लये ॥७॥

He does not notice His flute falling from His hand, nor His yellow garment slipping to the ground. He stands gazing fixedly, like a painted picture, His feet unable to move from the spot. His body begins to bend, awareness of Himself fading as every limb grows weak. As the wise and beautiful Shyam begins to fall, the Bhāmini takes Him into Her arms. ॥७॥

श्रीनवनागरी प्यारी तेरे रस बसहैं जु कन्हाई । बिहारनलाडिली लालन रहे अंगअंग लुभाई ॥चा.॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, Kanhai is under the sway of Your rasa. O Biharini Ladili, Lala remains captivated by every limb of Your form. ॥चा॥

अंगअंग लाल लुभाय राखे रसिक शिर मुकुट मनी । गुन रूपशील सुहाग सुंदरि अरु त्रियान कवन गिनी ॥ ब्रजराज नवलकिशोर के कोऊ और चित्त न आवहीं । बलजाऊँ श्रीवृषभान नंदिनी तो हित वेणु बजावहीं ॥८॥

Every limb of Yours keeps Lala enchanted, O crown-jewel among rasikas. In virtues, beauty, gracious nature, and good fortune, Sundari, what other woman could be counted beside You? No one else enters the heart of Brajaraj Navalkishor. I offer myself to You, Shri Vrishabhan Nandini—for Your sake alone He plays His flute. ॥८॥

श्रीनवनागरी प्यारी तू श्यामगनोहर बोली ॥ विहारन लाडिली प्यारी तू उठि चल नवल किशोरी ॥चा.॥ “Shri Navanagari Pyari, Shyam Manohar has sent word for You. O Biharini Ladili Pyari, arise and come, O Naval Kishori.” ॥चा॥

उठि चलि नवल किशोरी राधे नवललाल बुलावहीं ॥ सुंदर श्याम सुजान सखीरी बारबार कहावहीं ॥ छाँड़ि मान सँभारी प्यारी कहाँलों तोहि बुलावहीं । बलिजाउँ श्रीवृषभान नंदिनी तो हित मोहि पठावहीं ॥९॥

“Arise and come, O Naval Kishori Radhe; Navallal is calling You. Sakhi, the beautiful and wise Shyam sends word for You again and again. Give up Your maan and compose Yourself, Pyari—how long must He keep calling You? I offer myself to You, Shri Vrishabhan Nandini; for Your sake He has sent me here.” ॥९॥

श्रीनवनागरी प्यारी यश तुहारौ मोहि भावै । विहारन लाडिली यह यश आपही श्रीमुख गावै ॥चा.॥ Shri Navanagari Pyari, Your glory delights me. O Biharini Ladili, He Himself sings this glory of Yours from His own blessed lips. ॥चा॥

गावैजु श्रीमुख सुयश तुहारौ तुही तनमन रमरही । तुही धन तुहि प्रान जीवन सपथ दै मोसों कही । करौ विविध बिहार भामिनि एतौ गहरु न कीजियै । बलि विष्णुदास विचित्र जोरी लोचनन सुख दीजियै ॥१०॥

“With His own lips He sings Your beautiful glory: ‘You alone dwell within My body and mind. You alone are My treasure, My very life and breath’—this He has sworn and told me Himself. O Bhamini, enjoy your many vihars together; do not remain so grave with Him.” Vishnudas offers himself to this wondrous Couple: grant joy to these eyes. ॥१०॥