Donor challenge: Your generous donation will be matched 2-to-1 right now. Your $5 becomes $15! Dear Internet Archive Supporter,. I ask only. SRI KRISHNA KARNAMRUTHAM is a beautiful composition of verses describing leelas (past times) of Lord Sri Krishna. This develops prema bhakthi in the. It is also believed that Lord Krishna used to shake his head as a sign of approval for the slokas of this great work(Sri Krishna Karnamrutham) that He approved.
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Let us be made holy by the Krishna lifting Govardhana with a smile, Who is being seen with joy by Yasodha, with long passion by gopa maidens, Who is being seen with suspicion by Indra and with flowers by the sages, Who is being seen with sorrow by mother earth and with jealousy by gopa boys, And is seen by citizens with mercy and with joy by all the others. I greatly respect the lotus like feet of the divine God, Which is celebrated by the top most part of Vedas, Which are searched by great yogis with great effort, And is found in the wet cow dung all over Vruja.
Oh Lord, till I get out of the ties of this life, And reach the permanent place near yours, Let my activities of mind be doubly involved, With your moon like face and become one with you.
I surrender to the lord, who is coloured by the Kumkuma  of the pot like breast of Gopis, Who shines by the flute held in the hands which are of the red colour of the new leaves, Who has lotus like feet which jeer the redness of the fully opened lotus flower, And who has an attractive face due to the shine of his very sweet lips.
Let him who is having a whip in his hands as red as the hibiscus flower, Who is wearing moving ornaments like chain, gem studded ear rings and waist belt And whose face is all over coated with drops of sweat, And who is as blue as a water rich cloud and Who is an ornament to the chariot of Arjuna protect us.
I am able to see your child like form Oh Murari Who has taken a resolution to destroy all people who are bad, And to protect all those, who believe in him without any other thought, And who is pretty and has shining and fabulous hair.
When we would be able to drink, That light which is blue like a blue lotus, Which is what is krisbna over krisha drinking karnamrutjam, By the youthful lasses of Vruja, As both our eyes have great desire to do drink that? Let us be protected by that taste which drives away all tastes, That state which is like the complete pleasure of salvation coming down, That place of stay of natural sweetness, And that concept of Krishna which has come down to Gokula.
My salutations you, who has come in front of me. Maara swayam nu madhura dhyuthi mandalam nu, Madhuryameva nu mano nayanamrutham nu, Vaneemra janu mama jeevitha vallabho nu, Baloysmabhyudhyathe mama lochanaya.
Let the Gopa child who can easily be seen In Upanishads, the acme of VedasAnd in the heart of those krnamrutham learn yoga And in the lotus like feet of Gopi maidens, And who is inexplicable to the mind And is the limit of prettiness of the world, Fulfill all our desires for ever.
Karnamrutha to the ears of Lord Krishna. I pray Govinda who likes the sweet songs of the flute, Whose body is well ornamented, who is of the colour of fully open blue lotus, Who has a face like moon, who lovingly wears peacock feathers on his hair, Who has the mole called Srivathsa on his chest, Who wears the emerald called Kousthubha on his neck, Who wears yellow silk, who is very pretty, Who is being worshipped by the blue lotus flower like eyes of Gopis, And who is completely surrounded by cows and cowherds.
Let us be protected by the king of Yadhus, Who is surrounded by Gopa and Gopis, Who while sitting on the throne, put a Thilaka by musk, Karnamfutham the forehead of Rukhmani sitting on his karnamruthan, Touching with glee her breasts, Which lead to a smile at each other, Which was kdishna worship of the God of love they both did.
Some of the reasons for this are. As he likes to decorate himself with peacock feathers, All other ornaments appear not necessary to him, And his face is decorated by different types of thilakas . Andholithagra bhujamakula nethra leelaa, Mardhra smithar dhrava vadanambhuja chandra bimbam, Sinjena bhooshana satham sikhi pincha moulim, Seetham vilochana rasayana mabhuyupaithi.
Let my mind be the playing arena of the sweet lips, The young reddish broad eyes, filled with mercy, The chest filled with emotions on hugging the breast of Rukhmani, And the music of his flute,which makes the minds of sages weak. We are able to see the blue coloured Krishna, Whose krishba are tinged red due to the, Kadamba flower bunches hanging in his ear, Who is pure and who karnamrufham beyond the reach of words.
Krishna Karnamrutham –
Who knocked my door? Webarchive template wayback links. Let my mind host the play without break of that light, Which is the essence of prettiness of three worlds, Which is the youthfulness enjoyed by Goddess Lakshmi, And which enjoys the hug of the breasts of Radha. Being the one who keeps on moving his eye brows, As per the beat of clapping and play by the young girls, Being the one who plays flute along with songs by Gopis, The son of Devaki played flute extremely well.
Oh Kesava, how shall I describe the light in your moon like face, How shall I describe to others your present form, That light and that body are sweet and pretty, And again, again and again I salute them.
The attraction of your pretty face before me, With the flowing joyful tunes from the flute, And several other things which are very pretty, Makes my mind very weak, why is it, why is it.
This form of great light, which is sweet to the mind, Which has firmness in the tender feet, fleshiness in the calf, Thickness in the hips, lotus in the stomach, Length in the arms, breadth in the chest, Sweetness in the lips, dense nature of the hair, Youthfulness in the face, shine in the eyes, And uses forest products for decoration, is indeed wonderful. It is believed that rain drop entering the pearl clam during Swathi star becomes a pearl.
I surrender to the pure and divine god who steals butter, Who as a result of love play with expert Gopa maidens, Is full of signs of passion all over his body. Which clearly shows the changing emotions of childhood, Which increases the wave like emotions of my mind, And your juicy glance with ever playful eyes. I am seeing a light, which is again and again drunk, By the Gopa maidens who have drowned themselves, In the flow of nectar of the light of the eyes, Which are red and wide like a hibiscus flower, And also drowned in the repeated play of the divine power, Which has a moon like face, decorated by drops of sweat, And prettily walks around with its lotus like little feet.
The meaning of life consists of singing about the feet of him who killed Kamsa, For even in darkness of ignorance, his thought only will show us the way out. When my soul is preparing to travel away, Let that Child Krishna who is interested, In the two breasts of the Gopa lasses, Slowly and slowly play the flute, And appear before me in his form of love. We meditate upon that great light, Which is beyond words to describe, Which is an incomparable medicine, Which is dual less sweetness, And which is sandal paste applied on the breasts of Gopis.
Shree Krishna Karnamrutam
Oh God who plays the lute, I keep on hunting for your face, Which is having, karnamruthwm big crop of hair, Which is decorated, by peacock feathers, Which has eyes, that keep on shifting, Which has red pretty karnammrutham, similar to Bimba  fruits, Which has a soft smile, which is similar to honey, And which at first look itself appears as generous.
Your face which is complete with several karnamruhtam of sweet words, Can never be compared to the moon rising from the sea or to the lotus? It is also believed that Lord Krishna used to shake his head as a sign of approval for the slokas of this great work Sri Krishna Karnamrutham that He approved.
Let there be victory to the young man, Who wears the feathers of the steed of Subrahmanya as an ornament, Who applies to his body the red paste of the sand stone of Meru Mountain, And whose hair is drowned by the flowers rained by the deva maidens.
Let us be protected by the God who wears yellow silk, Whose fame is sung in the Gokula by the Gopis With their cloth flying round them when they churn the curds, During the end of the night with their teeth which are shining like moon, Keeping with the beat of the tinkling sound made by their bangles with ebbing joy.
I am being watched by his eyes full of enthusiasm, From the distance by that God, Who walks playfully like an elephant, And then with bewitching music from his flute, Along with sweet lips, he is coming near me. Oh Lord I salute your capable feet, Which are ornamented by gem studded anklets, And which shine when they walk in a simple fashion, Creating foot prints in the streets of Vruja. I salute that light which has a very pretty form, Which is being saluted by groups of saints, Which peers at the breasts and hips of the vallava maidens, Which has very pretty eyes resembling lotus flowers, Which does service to heart melting prayers and Vedic manthras, And which is blue like the water rich cloud.
The very pretty lotus like face of the Lord assumes, A perplexed look when he himself starts appreciating, The soulful and strange music ,that flows from his flute. Let there be victory to extreme joyous reaction of Joy of Krishna Which was ornamented by the glances of Radha, On his broad chest during love making, And which was tightly embraced at the end of love making, By Rukhmani, when she suddenly woke up from sleep, Leading to the limitless and pretty sense of joy.
Oh wayfarers, please do not go by this path, For by the side of Bheemaradhi river stands a bad man, Who is nude, who is blue like new leaf of mango tree, Who is locking his hands behind his back, And who is capable of stealing your mind and wealth.
Sri Krishna Karnamrutham – Hindupedia, the Hindu Encyclopedia
There exists in the epics, a form of a child, Which is drowned, in the kalpaka flowers, Falling from the tender hands of deva maidens, Which is drowned, in the ever lasting And still joy of the thousands of, Gopis whose dress is slipping often, And which is always ready to give, Gifts of salvation,to those who salute it. When will I be able to drown in the series of glances, That are drenched in mercy, which are as blue as the kuvalaya  flowers of Yamuna?
I salute Lord Krishna, who is full of happiness of childhood, Who wears shining peacock feather on his head, Who has a face which has a very pretty smile, Who has a rotating side long glance from his eyes, Who grants great happiness to those who surrender to him, Who is of the blue colour of the newly formed cloud, And who is fully complete due to his own personal sweetness. Afterwards we have to meditate on the form of Krishna, Who holds the unbreakable Kodanda bow, The arrow made of flowers, the holy wheel, the conch, the rope, The goad and the flute made of gold in his eight hands, Who is of the red colour of the rising sun god, And has put on the form of God of love who is a cowherd.
I worship Krishna who enjoys music from flute, Who moves his blue lotus like eyes sideways, Who has the bud like lips divided in to two, And who moves his fingers with the speed of the notes. Retrieved from ” http: Let the result of the good deeds of Devaki protect us, Who stands with bare body and with a turban, And with the whip held tightly with his teeth, Who scratches the back of the horses, taking them to the river, And who gives bath to the horses by taking water in his hands.
Oh Krishna your pair of lotus like feet can only be got by love, For you play in the mud in front of the homes of gopa boys, But you seem to be shy to go to the Yaga courtyard of Brahmins, Hearing the hoom sound of the cows you talk to them, But you keep silent after hearing hundreds of prayers of scholars, And you are ready to do the behest of any gopa woman, But you do not seem to want to be the Lord of sages with sense control.