Sant Surdas

Mother, the moon I want as my toy
I will roll on the floor,
Not come to your lap,
Nor have my hair-braid combed

Parted nightlong from his beloved child Nanda could no longer restrain himself and lifting from his face the coverlet gazed upon it; no more the night was oppressive: the gods it seemed had churned the sea, and through its foam the moon was seen r...

Awake,
O Krishna awake, the night has gone arise, no longer laze breathe the pure air of early morn; the cowherd-lads come and gaze at you,and seeing you asleep, depart as swarms of bumblebees fly from the lotus clusters
O darling boy, d...

O Krishna, darling of Gokula, awakeI have brought you milk, curd and sugar-candy come and partake of these delicacies: your pals are at the door, calling you to play; the sun has risen and it's time to go to the woods
Hearing her words Krishn...

Krishna said, 'O fair beauty, who are you
Where do you live
Whose daughter are you
I never yet saw you in the lanes of Braj

Whatever is a devotee'scaste, clan, family, or name,
Rama's love for him is the same
Beggar and kingare one to him
Say, of what caste could

Kanha, don't go so far to play,you do not know the 'hau' is here,
I've learnt of it boy came running just nowI saw him crying away,the 'hau' clips the ears awayof little boys let us be up and goneto near our place of stay,
Sur,
Shya...