Bhagavata Purana — Skandha 10 — Chapter 31
SB 10 31.1
गोप्य ऊचुः जयति ते ऽधिकं जन्मना व्रजः श्रयत इन्दिरा शश्वद् अत्र हि दयित दृश्यतां दिक्षु तावकास् त्वयि धृतासवस् त्वां विचिन्वते
gopya ūcuḥ jayati te 'dhikaṃ janmanā vrajaḥ śrayata indirā śaśvad atra hi dayita dṛśyatāṃ dikṣu tāvakās tvayi dhṛtāsavas tvāṃ vicinvate
The gopīs said: Vraja is exceedingly victorious through your birth (here); indeed Indirā (Lakṣmī) dwells here always. O beloved, let (you) be seen — your own people, whose life-breaths are fixed on you, are searching for you in every direction.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.2
शरद्-उदाशये साधु-जात-सत्- सरसिजोदर-श्री-मुषा दृशा सुरत-नाथ ते ऽशुल्क-दासिका वर-द निघ्नतो नेह किं वधः
śarad-udāśaye sādhu-jāta-sat- sarasijodara-śrī-muṣā dṛśā surata-nātha te 'śulka-dāsikā vara-da nighnato neha kiṃ vadhaḥ
O lord of love-making, O granter of boons, with your glance that steals the beauty of the heart of a fine lotus well grown in an autumn pool, you are killing us, your slave-girls (bought) without price — is this not murder?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.3
विष-जलाप्ययाद् व्याल-राक्षसाद् वर्ष-मारुताद् वैद्युतानलात् वृष-मयात्मजाद् विश्वतो भयाद् ऋषभ ते वयं रक्षिता मुहुः
viṣa-jalāpyayād vyāla-rākṣasād varṣa-mārutād vaidyutānalāt vṛṣa-mayātmajād viśvato bhayād ṛṣabha te vayaṃ rakṣitā muhuḥ
From the poisoned water, from the serpent, from the demon, from the rain and wind, from the lightning-fire, from the bull and from Maya's son, from every danger — O best of men, we have again and again been protected by you.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.4
न खलु गोपीका-नन्दनो भवान् अखिल-देहिनाम् अन्तरात्म-दृक् विखनसार्थितो विश्व-गुप्तये सख उदेयिवान् सात्वतां कुले
na khalu gopīkā-nandano bhavān akhila-dehinām antarātma-dṛk vikhanasārthito viśva-guptaye sakha udeyivān sātvatāṃ kule
Surely you are not (merely) the son of a cowherd woman: you are the inner-self-seer of all embodied beings, and, requested by Vikhanas (Brahmā) for the protection of the universe, you have arisen, O friend, in the family of the Sātvatas.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.5
विरचिताभयं वृष्णि-धूर्य ते चरणम् ईयुषां संसृतेर् भयात् कर-सरोरुहं कान्त काम-दं शिरसि धेहि नः श्री-कर-ग्रहम्
viracitābhayaṃ vṛṣṇi-dhūrya te caraṇam īyuṣāṃ saṃsṛter bhayāt kara-saroruhaṃ kānta kāma-daṃ śirasi dhehi naḥ śrī-kara-graham
O foremost of the Vṛṣṇis, place on our heads your lotus hand, which grants desires and has made fearlessness for those who have approached your feet out of fear of transmigration — that hand, O lover, which took the hand of Śrī.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.6
व्रज-जनार्ति-हन् वीर योषितां निज-जन-स्मय-ध्वंसन-स्मित भज सखे भवत्-किङ्करीः स्म नो जलरुहाननं चारु दर्शय
vraja-janārti-han vīra yoṣitāṃ nija-jana-smaya-dhvaṃsana-smita bhaja sakhe bhavat-kiṅkarīḥ sma no jalaruhānanaṃ cāru darśaya
O destroyer of the distress of Vraja's people, O hero, whose smile shatters the pride of the women who are your own, love us, your maidservants, O friend, and show us your lovely lotus face.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.7
प्रणत-देहिनां पाप-कर्षणं तृण-चरानुगं श्री-निकेतनम् फणि-फणार्पितं ते पदाम्बुजं कृणु कुचेषु नः कृन्धि हृच्-छयम्
praṇata-dehināṃ pāpa-karṣaṇaṃ tṛṇa-carānugaṃ śrī-niketanam phaṇi-phaṇārpitaṃ te padāmbujaṃ kṛṇu kuceṣu naḥ kṛndhi hṛc-chayam
Your lotus foot, which drags away the sins of embodied beings who bow down, which follows after the grass-grazing cattle, which is the abode of Śrī, and which was set upon the serpent's hood — place it on our breasts and cut out the desire lying in our hearts.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.8
मधुरया गिरा वल्गु-वाक्यया बुध-मनोज्ञया पुष्करेक्षण विधि-करीर् इमा वीर मुह्यतीर् अधर-सीधुनाप्याययस्व नः
madhurayā girā valgu-vākyayā budha-manojñayā puṣkarekṣaṇa vidhi-karīr imā vīra muhyatīr adhara-sīdhunāpyāyayasva naḥ
O lotus-eyed one, with your sweet voice and charming words, pleasing to the wise, gladden us, O hero — these your servants, who are swooning — with the nectar of your lips.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.9
तव कथामृतं तप्त-जीवनं कविभिर् ईडितं कल्मषापहम् श्रवण-मङ्गलं श्रीमद् आततं भुवि गृणन्ति ये भूरि-दा जनाः
tava kathāmṛtaṃ tapta-jīvanaṃ kavibhir īḍitaṃ kalmaṣāpaham śravaṇa-maṅgalaṃ śrīmad ātataṃ bhuvi gṛṇanti ye bhūri-dā janāḥ
The nectar of your story is life for the afflicted, praised by poets, remover of impurity, auspicious to hear, glorious and far-spread; those people on earth who recite it are the greatest givers.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.10
प्रहसितं प्रिय-प्रेम-वीक्षणं विहरणं च ते ध्यान-मङ्गलम् रहसि संविदो या हृदि स्पृशः कुहक नो मनः क्षोभयन्ति हि
prahasitaṃ priya-prema-vīkṣaṇaṃ viharaṇaṃ ca te dhyāna-maṅgalam rahasi saṃvido yā hṛdi spṛśaḥ kuhaka no manaḥ kṣobhayanti hi
Your laughter, your loving glances at (your) dear ones, and your play — auspicious to meditate on — and those private conversations that touch the heart: they do agitate our minds, O trickster.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.11
चलसि यद् व्रजाच् चारयन् पशून् नलिन-सुन्दरं नाथ ते पदम् शिल-तृणाङ्कुरैः सीदतीति नः कलिलतां मनः कान्त गच्छति
calasi yad vrajāc cārayan paśūn nalina-sundaraṃ nātha te padam śila-tṛṇāṅkuraiḥ sīdatīti naḥ kalilatāṃ manaḥ kānta gacchati
When you go out from Vraja herding the cattle, our mind, O lord, goes into distress, thinking 'your foot, lovely as a lotus, is being hurt by pebbles, grass, and sprouts,' O beloved.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.12
दिन-परिक्षये नील-कुन्तलैर् वनरुहाननं बिभ्रद् आवृतम् घन-रजस्वलं दर्शयन् मुहुर् मनसि नः स्मरं वीर यच्छसि
dina-parikṣaye nīla-kuntalair vanaruhānanaṃ bibhrad āvṛtam ghana-rajasvalaṃ darśayan muhur manasi naḥ smaraṃ vīra yacchasi
At the close of day, showing again and again your lotus face covered by dark curls, and thick with dust, you place desire in our minds, O hero.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.13
प्रणत-काम-दं पद्मजार्चितं धरणि-मण्डनं ध्येयम् आपदि चरण-पङ्कजं शन्तमं च ते रमण नः स्तनेष्व् अर्पयाधि-हन्
praṇata-kāma-daṃ padmajārcitaṃ dharaṇi-maṇḍanaṃ dhyeyam āpadi caraṇa-paṅkajaṃ śantamaṃ ca te ramaṇa naḥ staneṣv arpayādhi-han
Your lotus foot, which grants the desires of those who bow, which is worshipped by the lotus-born (Brahmā), the ornament of the earth, to be meditated on in calamity, and utterly peace-giving — place it on our breasts, O lover, O destroyer of mental anguish.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.14
सुरत-वर्धनं शोक-नाशनं स्वरित-वेणुना सुष्ठु चुम्बितम् इतर-राग-विस्मारणं नृणां वितर वीर नस् ते ऽधरामृतम्
surata-vardhanaṃ śoka-nāśanaṃ svarita-veṇunā suṣṭhu cumbitam itara-rāga-vismāraṇaṃ nṛṇāṃ vitara vīra nas te 'dharāmṛtam
O hero, bestow on us the nectar of your lip, which increases sexual delight, destroys sorrow, is thoroughly kissed by the sounding flute, and makes men forget all other attachments.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.15
अटति यद् भवान् अह्नि काननं त्रुटि युगायते त्वाम् अपश्यताम् कुटिल-कुन्तलं श्री-मुखं च ते जड उदीक्षतां पक्ष्म-कृद् दृशाम्
aṭati yad bhavān ahni kānanaṃ truṭi yugāyate tvām apaśyatām kuṭila-kuntalaṃ śrī-mukhaṃ ca te jaḍa udīkṣatāṃ pakṣma-kṛd dṛśām
When you roam the forest by day, a fraction of a second becomes an age for those who do not see you; and for those gazing at your beautiful face with its curling locks, the maker of eyelashes on the eyes is a dolt.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.16
पति-सुतान्वय-भ्रातृ-बान्धवान् अतिविलङ्घ्य ते ऽन्त्य् अच्युतागताः गति-विदस् तवोद्गीत-मोहिताः कितव योषितः कस् त्यजेन् निशि
pati-sutānvaya-bhrātṛ-bāndhavān ativilaṅghya te 'nty acyutāgatāḥ gati-vidas tavodgīta-mohitāḥ kitava yoṣitaḥ kas tyajen niśi
Having utterly overstepped husbands, sons, kinsmen, brothers and relatives, (we) women have come to your side, O Acyuta, bewildered by your loudly sung (flute-song) — and you know our intent. Who but a cheat would abandon (us) in the night?
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.17
रहसि संविदं हृच्-छयोदयं प्रहसिताननं प्रेम-वीक्षणम् बृहद्-उरः श्रियो वीक्ष्य धाम ते मुहुर् अति-स्पृहा मुह्यते मनः
rahasi saṃvidaṃ hṛc-chayodayaṃ prahasitānanaṃ prema-vīkṣaṇam bṛhad-uraḥ śriyo vīkṣya dhāma te muhur ati-spṛhā muhyate manaḥ
Seeing in secret your talk, the rising of desire (in us), your smiling face, your loving glance, and your broad chest, the abode of Śrī, our mind is repeatedly bewildered by intense longing.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.18
व्रज-वनौकसां व्यक्तिर् अङ्ग ते वृजिन-हन्त्र्य् अलं विश्व-मङ्गलम् त्यज मनाक् च नस् त्वत्-स्पृहात्मनां स्व-जन-हृद्-रुजां यन् निषूदनम्
vraja-vanaukasāṃ vyaktir aṅga te vṛjina-hantry alaṃ viśva-maṅgalam tyaja manāk ca nas tvat-spṛhātmanāṃ sva-jana-hṛd-rujāṃ yan niṣūdanam
Dear one, your manifestation among the forest-dwellers of Vraja destroys sin and is wholly auspicious for the universe. Give us a little of that medicine which is the destroyer of the heart-sickness of your own people, whose hearts long for you.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition
SB 10 31.19
यत् ते सुजात-चरणाम्बुरुहं स्तनेषु भीताः शनैः प्रिय दधीमहि कर्कशेषु अम्प्;तेनाटवीम् अटसि तद् व्यथते न किं स्वित् कूर्पादिभिर् भ्रमति धीर् भवद्-आयुषां नः
yat te sujāta-caraṇāmburuhaṃ staneṣu bhītāḥ śanaiḥ priya dadhīmahi karkaśeṣu tenāṭavīm aṭasi tad vyathate na kiṃ svit kūrpādibhir bhramati dhīr bhavad-āyuṣāṃ naḥ
That lotus of your foot, so tender, which we, fearful, place gently upon our breasts — with it you roam the forest; does it not hurt? Our minds reel (at the thought of) stones and the like, we whose life-breath is you.
AI translation rendered from the Sanskrit, not a published edition