Songs and Poems
How much more lovely
You stand here by the river, body curved so gracefully
The river is liquid love flowing ever to Your sea
Carments golden yellow, bejeweled from head to toe
Color of a cloud of rain cooling every burning soul
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How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
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Peacock by Your side, but his beauty can’t compare
The glory of the flowers pales before You, standing there
Garland around Your neck You wear with perfect style
No maiden can resist Your all-enchanting smile
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How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
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Full moon in the forest, soft grasses at Your feet
The cows are calling softly; who have You come to meet?
You are the lord of love, come to give us all chance
You play Your flute so sweetly and call us all to dance
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How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
How much more lovely than all things You are
Lovely Vrndaban
Cows graze on Goverdan, bright rainbows appear
Scents of fruits and Lotus flowers, draw cowherd boys near
Excitement stirs the air, the monkeys laugh and chatter
Peacocks dance within a trance, dark clouds begin to gather
Just beside the waterfalls, sweet maidens sing their songs
Of secrets told of hidden groves beyond
Deep within the forest of Vrndaban
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Young girls laughing, and stringing flower leis
Experiencing heartfelt love, each and every day
Your forest is a reservoir of pleasure
Which holds Your loving, transcendental treasures
Oh, Vrndaban, such happiness You bring
When will I return to You again
Take me back to Your realm once again
Take me back to Lovely Vrndaban
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How I miss You, my Vrndaban
Your beauty mystifies
Oh, Vrndaban, so Lovely
When will I see You and cry
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Full Autumn moon shines upon the river
Soft grasses blow gently to the rythm
Goala plays His flute for all His friends to hear
Cows cry in response, with affection they draw near
From this sound, Radha’s eyes are filled with tears
She can taste the fullness of Love there
Coming only from the forest of Vrndaban
Take me back to Your realm once again
Take me back to my Lovely Vrndaban.
Dust of your feet
I pray someday to taste the sweet
Nectar of love when pure souls meet,
But now I’m spinning round,
I’v fallen down, Lord,
Lift me to the dust of your feet.
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You give me thoughts, I think about you.
You give me songs, I sing about you.
You give me your name,
I’ve just myself to blame
For turning my back to what’s true.
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Through your grace I continue to try;
Your love can lift even folls such as I
Who keep trying to win
In this ocean of sin, Lord!
Why do I keep wondering why?
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I pray someday to taste the sweet
Nectar of love when pure souls meet,
But now I’m spinning round,
I’ve fallen down, Lord,
Lift me to the dust of your feet.