Sri Cauragraganya Purusastakam
Sri Cauragraganya Purusastakam
Sri Cauragraganya Purusastakam
All of vraja’s charmed, by His thieving of fresh butter. The chastity, with
clothes of Gopés- He’s stole without a flutter. Devotees many births of’
sins are stolen by this Thief. My obeisances unto Him, of all the thieves
-who is the chief.
The heart of Çré Rädhikä, has been stolen by Him. He has stolen the
freshly blossomed Blue Lotus’s dim. Of those who take shelter of His
feet,
everything- He’ll be the thief.
My obeisances unto Him, of all the thieves-who is the chief.
Whose chanted name steals sinful people’s all, sins ranging all like a
great
mountain-tall.
Amazing form (name) multi-talented Thief such, I have certainly not
anytime heard anywhere-as strange (amazing).
You easily slash the terrible binding ropes of Yamaräja, the Lord of
death, You
easily slash the fearful powerful noose of bondage in this material
world. You
easily slash the bondage of everyone, but indeed, You are unable to cut
the
knot fastened by Your devotees.
man-mänase tämasa-raçi-ghore / kärä-gåhe-duùkha-maye nibaddhaù
labhasva he caura, hare, ciräya / sva-caurya-doñocitam eva daëòam
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You who are residing always in the middle of the heart, May the ropes
of my devotional service for You, done with my hands- bind You firmly,
O Kåñëa,
reservoir of all pleasure, so even after millions of devastations at all
times,
although You steal all hearts, I’ll not let you go from my Heart.