nava-nīrada-nindita-kānti-dharaḿ
rasa-sāgara-nāgara-bhūpa-varam [bad word] śikhaṇḍa-śikhaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
  [bad word] viśańkita-vańkima-śakra-dhanuḿ
mukha-candra-vinindita-koṭi-vidhum
mṛdu-manda-suhāsya-subhāṣya-yutaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
 
suvikampad-anańga-sad-ańga-dharaḿ
vraja-vāsi-manohara-veśa-karam
bhṛśa-lāñchita-nīla-saroja dṛśaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
 
alakāvali-maṇḍita-bhāla-taṭaḿ [bad word] dolita-mākara-kuṇḍalakam
kaṭi-veṣṭita-pīta-paṭam sudhaṭaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
  [bad word] padaḿ
maṇi-rañjita-gañjita-bhṛńga-madam
dhvaja-vajra-jhaṣāńkita-pāda-yugaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
  [bad word] tanuḿ
maṇi-kaustubha-garhita-bhānu-tanum
vraja-bāla-śiromaṇi-rūpa-dhṛtaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
 
sura-vṛnda-suvandya-mukunda-hariḿ [bad word] giridhāri-murāri-purāri-paraḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
 
vṛṣabhānu-sutā-vara-keli-paraḿ
rasa-rāja-śiromaṇi-veśa-dharam
jagad-īśvaram-īśvaram-īḍya-varaḿ
bhaja kṛṣṇa-nidhiḿ vraja-rāja-sutam
 
He [bad word] conquers that of a fresh new raincloud Who is the best King of Paramours, the ocean of ecstatic mellows Whose crown is adorned with a lovely peacock feather And is auspiciously tilted to one side Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
 
He Whose broadly bending eyebrows appear like arched rainbows, Whose pure moonlike face belittles millions of ordinary moons Who is endowed with sweet gentle smiles and pleasant speech Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
 
He Whose divine bodily limbs tremble profusely with Cupid’s agitations, Who dresses enchantingly just to fascinate the Vraja vasis Who is decorated with extraordinary eyes like blue lotus blossoms Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
 
He Whose forehead is surrounded by a fringe of wavy locks Whose earlobes are embellished with swaying shark shaped earrings Who is adorned with yellow silk embracing His charming hips Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
 
He Whose beautiful feet resound with softly tinkling ankle bells that madden all the bees with their vibration of swinging gemstones Whose soles are marked with the flag, thunderbolt, fish and more Just worship Krishna the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
 
He Whose graceful form is smeared with profuse sandalwood paste, Whose body glows with the Kaustubha gem, eclipsing the sun Whose personal beauty represents the topmost zenith of Vraja youths, Just worship Krishna the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
 
He Who is Mukunda and Hari, worshipable for all the demigods and sages, Who is the [bad word] of all created beings, the crest jewel of all Lords Who is known as  Giridhari and Murari, more exalted even than Lord Siva, Just worship Krishna, the Dark Jewel, the son of the King of Vraja.
 
He Who is most fond of sporting with the Daughter of Vrsabhanu Who dresses impeccably as the Crown Prince of Mellow Relishers, Who is the most praiseworthy Lord o