Lotus feet giving me such shelter
Lotus hands brush my tears away
Lotus eyes sewing my broken heart
You’re rescuing me from my endless pain
Jaya jaya Prabhupada!
vande guroḥ śrī-caraṇāravindam
Jaya Srila Prabhupada!
gańgāra paraśa hoile paścate pāvan
darśane pavitra koro-ei tomāra guṇ1
Srila Prabhupad patita pavan
Param guru gave books to cure me
Of diseases that come with this age.
Goloka full of spiritual pleasure
He reveals on every page.
Jaya jaya Prabhupada!
vande guroḥ śrī-caraṇāravindam
Jaya Srila Prabhupada!
jahara nikate gele papa
dure jay emona doyala
prabhu keba kotha pay
Srila Prabhupad ki jay!
My dear grandfather-spiritual master
Unto you I must humbly pray
That this cerpant-like non-devotee
In the dust of your feet will stay
Jaya jaya Prabhupada!
Vande guroh shri caranaravindam
Jaya Srila Prabhupada!
hari-sthāne aparādhe tāre hari-nām
tomā sthāne aparādhe nāhi paritrāṇ2
Srila Prabhupad patita pavan!
Jaya Srila Prabhupada!
Vande guroh shri caranaravindam
Jaya Srila Prabhupada!
Vande gur