Hā Hā Prabhu Koro Doyā Karuṇā Sāgara
Narottama Dāsa Ṭhākura
My body and mind burns in a network of material illusions. O master, please be merciful and save me.
When will I attain the association of the gopis? When will I string flower garlands in the forest of Vrindavana, and then place those garlands on the necks of the Divine Couple?
When will I meet the Divine Couple face-to-face? When will I fan Them with a camara whisk? When will I anoint Their limbs with aguru, sandalwood paste, and other fragrant substances?
When, following the gopis' orders will I offer betel-nuts to the Divine Couple? When will I draw artistic tilaka markings in red sindura on the Divine Couple's foreheads?
When, with my own eyes, will I see the Divine Couple jubilantly perform pastimes? When will I see Their moonlike faces as They sit on Their thrones?
My heart longs to see Their sweetness. How many days must pass before They are compassionate on Narottama dasa?