आज मैं अपने पिया संग गाऊं
मेरे पिया है परम् पुरुष
और हम सब उनके सहगामी।
एक पुरूष पूरी सृष्टि में
ओ है माखन चोर मुरारी।
मेरे पिया मुझसे बैर करत हैं
लेत न सुधि हमारी
कैसे मनाऊं अपने पिया को
बतलाओ हे मेरे स्वामी।
मेरे पिया मुझसे दूर चले गए
बतलाओ किस ओर गए
विनती करूं कर जोरि मैं आपन
सुन लो मेरे ओ बनवारी
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Today, I sing with my Beloved;
My Beloved is the Supreme Being,
And we are all His companions.
In the entire cosmos, there is but one—
He, the butter-thief, Murari.
My Beloved bears ill will towards me,
He heeds me not;
How shall I win Him over?
Tell me, O my Lord.
My Beloved has wandered far away;
Tell me, in which direction did He go?
With folded hands, I offer this prayer—
Please hear me, O Banvari.
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@ Ramesh Rai
14.8.2026
22.8.2026
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