Carupankaja mrdukara nijapada
|Ragam: KambhOji||Thalam: Adi|
Aa:S R2 G3 M1 P D2 S
Av: S N2 D2 P M1 G3 R2 S N3 P D2 S
cAru pankaja mrdutara nija pada sAdhu janAvana lOlupa sAtvata paramAmava
Hiradi maNiyuta hEmadivya makuTAdi virAjita mAninI nivaha mAnasa mOhana
Papahara muni mati maNi taLimaga mAdhava vArida nibha khalabhauma
mardana sumudita budhamahita rUpanindita sumacara rucira kalAbadhara nirupama
guNa yadukuladIpa vidanita pada natajana bhavatApa samudaya giridhara murahara
vAraNAdhipa madahara paTimagamAkhila nAyaka pannaga vairivAhana
kanaka lasita vasana pAradIsha niSEvita su-vimalahAra shObhita kandara
raNamukha sUramadhuvana kalita nirupamavihAra himakara samaruci su-vadana
vAmakaratala bhuvi suma samamakamAhava tOvapurayitava vAsavA
natapada sarasija yugaLa mAmakE hrdi vilasatu jagadabhi rAma su-laLita mrgamada
kalita lalAma pashukula pashupa bhayabha ravi rAma pankaja nAbha dayAdhara
Oh, Lord! With your lotus-like elegant arms, you welcome into your folds those who worship your feet. Oh the supreme Lord to your followers! Protect me!
You are resplendent in wearing the crown encrusted with gems such as diamonds. Enchanter of the hearts of a horde of cowherd damsels!
Oh, destroyer of evils! Oh, Madhava! Your form is like dark clouds. You conquered the wicked Bhauma-the demon Naraka. You are worshiped with great joy by the learned and eminent ones. The beauty of thy form surpasses that of Cupid. You possess rich and dark feet. Oh lord, Giridhara! You held aloft the mountain. You are the foe of demon Mura.
Your gait is more majestic than that of the lordly elephant. Oh lord of all!, you have Garuda-the enemy of the serpent as your vehicle. You are adorned with yellow raiment and are served by Brahma. Your neck is adorned with pure and gorgeous garlands. Oh, brave warrior! Your exploits of Madhuvana are incomparable. Your face resembles that of the moon.
Lord Padmanabha! Please show me kindness. I cherish in my heart, your lotus-like feet, which are venerated by Indra and others, and are caressed by goddess Bhudevi and Sridevi. You enchant the whole world. Your forehead shines with the mark of musk paste. You put an end to the fear of cowherds, Oh lord Padmanabha!