śrī rādhā cālīsā (jaya vṛṣabhānu ku~vari śrī śyāmā)

॥ Doha ॥ O Shri Radhe, daughter of Vrishabhanu, the life force of devotees, the one who roams in the forests of Vrindavan, I bow to you repeatedly. Just as you are, O beloved of Krishna, the abode of happiness, grant me refuge at your feet, O beautiful and delightful one. ॥ Chaupai ॥ Victory to the daughter of Vrishabhanu, Shri Shyama, the radiant daughter of Kirti. Eternally playful, the support of Shyam, the giver of boundless joy and auspiciousness. The one who delights in the Rasa dance, the expander of joy, beloved of the charming group of companions. Eternal young Radha, fair and beautiful, the treasure of Shyam’s life, very innocent at heart. Ocean of compassion, full of joy, companion of Lalita and other friends. Daughter of the sun, roaming in the clan, beloved of Krishna’s heart, bringing joy. Eternally, Shyam sings your virtues, chanting “Radha Radha” with delight. In the flute, your name is constantly pronounced, you are the reason for the divine play and form. Embodiment of love, very delicate, beloved of Shyam, darling daughter of Vrishabhanu. Ever youthful, the abode of great beauty, whose radiance makes millions of Cupids seem insignificant. Fair-complexioned, with a face that shames the moon, with beautiful, restless, and enchanting eyes. With lotus-like feet adorned with red dye, the sound of anklets captivates the beloved’s mind. Constantly, companions serve her, filling their minds with great joy and auspiciousness. The life force of the connoisseurs, the essence of all happiness is the name of Radha. Incomprehensible, eternal form, meditated upon day and night by the kings of Vraja. From whose part, the mine of virtues arose, millions of Uma, Rama, and Brahmani. Eternally residing in Goloka, protector of people, destroyer of sorrow and faults. Shiva, Brahma, sages like Sanaka and Narada, cannot reach the end, nor can Shesha and Sharada. Radha’s auspicious qualities and radiant form, upon seeing which, Banwari becomes pleased. Radha Rani, the wealth of Vraja’s life, her glory is boundless and cannot be fully described. Embracing the beloved, she eternally roams in Vrindavan. Radha says Krishna, and Krishna says Radha, both are one form with profound love. Shri Radha, the captor of Mohan’s mind, giver of joy to people, with a radiant face. Assuming millions of forms, the son of Nanda, for the sake of seeing, the moon of Gokul. Engaging in the Rasa play, they please you, but when you sulk, they feel great sorrow. They become delighted upon seeing you, and daily express their humble requests in various ways. O Shyama, who roams in the Vrindavan forest, taking your name fulfills all desires. Perform millions of sacrifices and penances, hold various vows and disciplines in your heart. Yet Shyam does not accept a devotee until they sing the name of Radha. Radha, the mistress of the Vrindavan forest, her divine play is boundless and profound. Even Krishna himself cannot fathom you, who else can know you? Shri Radha, the essence of love and joy, the Vedas sing your praises with respect. Those who forsake Radha and worship Krishna will not cross the ocean of the world even in dreams. Kirti’s daughter, beloved Radha, by remembering her, all worldly obstacles are removed. Her name destroys the root of inauspiciousness, removing the threefold afflictions, pleasing to Hari’s mind. Whoever takes the name of Radha, Damodar becomes easily captivated. The name of Radha is supremely blissful, by worshiping her, the Lord of the Yadus shows mercy. The son of Yashoda will follow behind whoever remembers the name of Radha. O beloved Shyama, who delights in the Rasa dance, show mercy, O one from Barsana. Vrindavan is your refuge, victory, victory, victory to the darling daughter of Vrishabhanu. ॥ Doha ॥ O Shri Radha, the supreme goddess, and Rasikeshwar Ghanshyam, may I reside eternally in the abode of Shri Vrindavan.

॥ Thus ends Shri Radha Chalisa ॥