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Aparadha Phale Mama


aparadha-phale mama,  citta bhelo vajra-sama,

tuwa name na labhe vikar

hatas hoiye, hari,  tava nam ucca kori’,

boro duhkhe daki bar bar



dina doyamoy karuna-nidan

bhava-bindhu dei rakhoha paran



kabe tuwa nama-uccarane mor

nayane jharabo dara dara lor



gad-gada-swara kanthe upajabo

mukhe bola adha adha bahirabo



pulake bharabo sarira hamara

sweda-kampa-stambha habe bara bara



vivarna-sarire haraobuń jnana

nama-samasraye dharobuń paran



milabo hamara kiye aiche din

ro-owe bhaktivinoda mati hin


(1) O Lord Hari, as a result of my offenses incurred in previous lifetimes, my heart has become hard as a thunderbolt, and feels no change upon chanting Your holy name. Now in utter hopelessness, O Lord Hari, I loudly sing Your name, and in great distress I call out to You again and again.


(2) O Lord who is compassionate towards the fallen souls! O origin of all mercy! Please give to me a drop of divine ecstasy and thereby save my life!


(3) When will an incessant stream of tears flow dripping and dripping from my eyes at the articulation of Your holy name?


(4) When will a faltering voice choked with emotion arise in my throat, and when will words garbled due to ecstasy come from my mouth?


(5) When will my body be filled with ecstatic rapture, and when will there be perspiration, trembling, and a stunned sensation again and again?


(6) When, out of divine ecstasy, will all consciousness be lost in my pale and discolored body? And when will I hold onto my very life under the shelter of Your holy name?


(7) This weeping Bhaktivinoda, who is devoid of all good intelligence, sobs, "O Lord, how will such a day ever be mine?"




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