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…

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…

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…

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.' Radha said, 'What need have I to come this way?

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…

Yasoda lulling Hari to sleep,
Shaking the cradle, cuddling and fondling,
Singing to Him a song.
My darling is

Kanha eats in Yasoda's he eats, some he drops,
as the ladies of Nandgaon watch,
some he eats and some he putsin Nanda's mouth,
this joy is beyound he eats, some gives to gopas

O mother mine,
Dau (Balram)forever teases never gave birth to me,
and I was bought in the is what he tells meo mother mihne,
Dau forever teases up of his teasing ways

O Hari, 'tis morn, awake, there's water in the jar for you to wash your face no need to hurry there's plenty of time.
I'll bring you whatever you like for your breakfast- dried fruits, butter, honey and bread.
Says…

Kanha
Two steps at a time,
Yasoda's desires
Fulfilment sublime.'Runuk jhunk' sing His anklets

Awake,
Krishna, awake the lotus-petals open the water-lilies droop the bumblebees have left the creepers cocks crow, and birds chirp on the trees.
The cows are in the byre lowing; they run after their calves; the moon fades before the…

O mother mine,
I did not eat the buttercome dawn, with the herds,
you send me to the jungle,o, mother mine,
I did not eat the day long with my flute in the junglesat dusk do I return a child, younger than my friendshow could I reach…

Krishna conveyed by signs to clever Radha. [he could not speak out as her girl friends were with her] to make a pretence of milking the cows, and picking up the milkpail come to meet him in the meadow.
Nanda, his foster-father, would also be…

Mohan's begun to say 'Maiya Maiya,'And 'Baba Baba' to Nanda,
Balaram He's calling 'baiya'From atop the house Yasoda
Taking the name of kanhaiya.
Don't go far to play my

Chuckling,
Kanha came crawling,
Trying to catch His
In the bejewelled courtyard of Nanda.

Mother, when will my hair-braid grow?
milk you said will make it grow,
but still it remains so short.
Mother when will my hair-braid growyou said like Bal it would be strong

Krishna went playing in the lanes of Braj, a yellow silk garment round his waist, holding a top and a string to spin it with, a crown of peacock-feathers adorning his head his ears with charming ear-rings decked, his teeth flashing brighter than…

Who can contain his joy, say, on seeing the lotus-like lovely face of Nanda's darling child when he awakes?
His beauty infatuates sages,
and destroys the pride of Kama, it captivates the hearts of hundreds of young girls.
When he…

Mohan comes herding the cows,
crown of peacock feathers on his head,
garland of forest flowers on his chest,
in his hand a wooden staff

Krishna awoke;
Yashoda was enraptured to see his face blooming as a lotus that captures the rising sun's first rays.
Taking off the coverlet she said, 'awake, darling boy, awake, your loveliness makes me swoon your bewitching face is…

Krishna awake, for the day has dawned: large, deep and lotus-like, your eyes are as in the love-shaped lake a pair of swans even a million Kamadevas cannot vie with the bewitching beauty of your face; the sun rises in the east, a crimson ball the…

See the greatness of Krishna;
though Lord,
Father and Master of the worldhe willingly bears the arrogance of his close
Shiva and Brahma were roaring madwhen Bhrigu kicked them