Lyrics and translation Lata Mangeshkar - Yamunashtak, Pt. 1

Yamunashtak, Pt. 1

Namami Yamuna Maham, Sakal Siddhi Hetum Muda
Murari-Pad Pankaj, Sfurad Mand Renutkatam
Tatastaha Nav Kanana, Prakat Mod-Pushpambuna
Sura Sur Su Poojit, Smara Pithuh Shriyam Bibhrateem (1)
Kalind Giri Mastake, Patada Mand Poorojjwala
Vilas Gamanollasat, Prakat Gand Shailonnata
Saghosh Gati Dantura, Samadhi Roodh Dolottama
Mukund Rati Vardhinee, Jayati Padma Bandhoh Suta (2)

Bhuvam Bhuvana Pawanim, Madhigata Mane Kaswanaihi
Priya Bhiriva Sevitam, Shuka-Mayur Hans Sadibhih
Tarang-Bhuj Kankana, Prakat Muktika Valuka
Nitamba Tat Sundareem, Namata Krsnaturya Priyam (3)

Anant Gun Bhushite, Shiva Viranchi Devastute
Ghana Ghan Nibhe Sada, Dhruva Parashara Bheeshtade
Vishuddha Mathura Tate, Sakal-Gop Gopi Vrute
Krupa Jaladhi Sanshrite Mama Manaha Sukham Bhavaya (4)

Yaya Charan Padmadja, Murari Poho Priyam Bhavuka
Samagamanto Bhavat. Sakalsiddhida Sevtaam
Taya Sadrush Tamiyat, Kamalja Sapatneeva Yat
Hari Priya Kalindaya, Mansi Me Sada Sthieyatam (5)

Namostu Yamune Sada, Tav Charitra Matyad Bhutam
Na Jatu Yam Yaatana, Bhavati Te Payaha Panataha
Yamopi Bhagini Sutan, Kathamu Hanti Dushtanapi
Priyo Bhavati Sevanat, Tav Hareryatha Gopikaha (6)

Mamastu Tav Sannidhau, Tanunavatva Metavata
Na Durlabh Tama Rati, Muraripau Mukund Priye
Atostu Tav Lalanaa, Sur Dhunee Param Sangamat
Tavaiv Bhuvi Keertita, Na Tu Kadapi Pushti Sthitahi (7)

Stutim Tava Karoti Kaha, Kamal Ja Sapatni Priye
Harery Danu Sevaya, Bhavati Saukya Mamokshatah
Iyam Tav Kathadhika Sakal Gopika Sangama Smara
Shrama Jalanubhi, Sakalgatrajaihi Sangamaha (8)

Tavashtak Midam Muda, Pathati Soorsoote Sada
Samasta Duritakshayo, Bhavati Vai Mukunde Rathihi
Taya Sakal Siddhayo, Murripushcha Santushyati
Swabhav Vijayo Bhavet, Vadati Vallabhaha Shree Hareh (9)

Yamunashtak, Pt. 1

I bow to Yamuna, the great, the cause of all success, O youthful one.
Her lotus feet are adorned with the brilliance of Murari's toenails.
She stands in the new forest, adorned with blooming flowers.
Worshipped by gods, she carries the glory of her father.
On the head of Kalind Mountain, her feet are radiant and full.
She delights in her playful wanderings, her fragrance carried by the gentle breeze.
Her flowing gait is like that of an elephant, stopping the flow of time.
She increases the joy of Mukunda, and she is the daughter of Padma Bandhu.

Purifying the three worlds, she is bathed by the Ganges and Yamuna rivers.
Beloved by Bhiriva, she is served by parrots, peacocks, and swans.
Her bracelets are made of waves, and her anklets are adorned with pearls.
Her hips are beautiful, and she is dear to Krishna.

Adorned with countless qualities, she is worshipped by Shiva and Brahma.
She is always dark and cloudy, worshipped by Dhruva, Parashara, and Bhishma.
She is the purest in Mathura, surrounded by gopis and cowherds.
She is the ocean of compassion, and my mind finds happiness in her.

By the lotus feet of Yamuna, Murari is pleased and loving.
Her coming brings all success and service.
She is like Kamalja, the wife of Vishnu, and she is like me.
May Kalinda, the beloved of Hari, always be in my mind.

May I always remember Yamuna, whose character is beyond my understanding.
Those who drink her water are never subjected to the tortures of hell.
If she is the sister of Yama, why does she destroy even the wicked?
She becomes dear to those who serve her, just as the gopis are dear to Hari.

May I always be in your presence, even if it is only in my mind.
That love is not difficult to obtain, O beloved of Murari, the enemy of the demons.
Therefore, may your praises be sung by the gods, and may you be united with them.
Your fame is sung on earth, but your glory is never fully realized.

Who can sing your praises, O beloved wife of Kamal?
By serving Hari and you, I will find happiness and liberation.
This story of you is greater than all the gopis together.
With trembling limbs, they all come together.

This astak of yours is sung by all who are young and joyful.
It destroys all sins and brings love for Mukunda.
By it, all the siddhas and Murari himself are pleased.
It brings victory over nature, says Vallabhaha, the servant of Shree Hari.