ध्येय मार्ग पर चले वीर तो पीछे अब न निहारो हिम्मत कभी न हारो॥
तुम मनुष्य हो शक्ति तुम्हारे जीवन का संबल है और तुम्हारा अतुलित साहस गिरी की भाँति अचल है तो साथी केवल पल-भर को मोह-माया बिसारो॥ हिम्मत कभी न हारो ॥१॥
मत देखो कितनी दूरी है कितना लम्बा मग है और न सोचो साथ तुम्हारे आज कहाँ तक जग है लक्ष्य-प्राति की बलिवेदी पर अपना तन मन वारो हिम्मत कभी न हारो ॥२॥
आज तुम्हारे साहस पर ही मुक्ति सुधा निर्भर है आज तुम्हारे स्वर के साथी कोटि कंठ के स्वर है तो साथी बढ़ चलो मार्ग पर आगे सदा निहारो॥ हिम्मत कभी न हारो ॥३॥
Translation Lord Siva incarnate, resplendent like the sun, adored by gods and men as their Chosen Ideal. The embodiment of the Vedas who has overcome the bondage of the much censured lust and gold. Brilliant with the rays of a million suns, the lion among men, who has nothing but a loin cloth to wear. Who is dancing the violent dance of Siva, the quarters reverberate with the cry of “fear not, fear not”.
A mere compassionate glance of whose eyes is enough to impart both enjoyment and liberation, who tramples with ease the hordes of vice. Who is the veritable Siva with the crescent moon on the forehead, and who is worshipped by Indu. I bow to the guru, Vivekananda.
The beautiful blue-colored one, embellished by his enchantment, is dancing on the tumultuously moving serpent. With footsteps softer than lotus petals, on the turbulent waves, adorned by drops of water, he dances and dances.
taka tadimidhiyada taka taakiTa takajaga dhigirjaganandham takajaga takajaga dhigirjaganandham
In the waves of the Yamuna river, Krishna’s graceful limbs are soaked in moonlight. His compassionate glance is looking here and there. He is the honeybee to the lotus-like hearts of the great sages.
Victory to you, son of Nanda! You are the adorable child who holds the people of Vraj in rapture, the valiant one delighting in dancing on the Kalinga serpent, the one whose very form is the mood of compassion (karuna rasa).
You are the youthful son of the Vraj region, who is enriched by his own greatness. You are wearing a garland of forest flowers, and you always accomplish your goals.
By your wonderful, indescribable dance, marked by the flash of lightning, you generate awe and amazement.
diti suta kAla vidhi nuta sheela atisaya neela drutapadalola (tAku)
You vanquished the offspring of Diti (the asuras, or demons), and you are venerated by Brahma, the creator. You have a unique blue color, and you are rapidly stepping on the serpent’s hoods.
ta dimitakita dimitAka dimitakita dimitAka ta taai ta tOm ta taai dimitakiTa tOm tarikiTa tarikiTa (tAku) ta dimi ti taiya tarikiTa taka tAka jam atisaya sukha nirupamakara pAda jam
The movement of your feet and hands gives great happiness to us.
sarasa moha muralirava nAtha sakala lOka sammOhana geeta
The melodies of your flute give ecstatic passion; you produce music that enchants all the worlds.
tAku tinnan taka tinnan taka taka tA taai taanga tA taai tA dhigirtaka taka tinnan tAnga tAtaai tAnga tA taai tA kadamba kisalaya milita noopura padam calita kruta pAda tAm
Dangling on your feet are anklets made from the slender stalks of kadamba flowers.
tillAna driga tillAna drigadriga tillAnAkitatOm ga tannan nangiTatom ta tOm ta taai ta tOm taka tAkita tarikita taam ta deem ta tOm ta taai ta thyajogabandha thaD bhujanga shirasee caranam calanam kruthanam druthanam vadanam jita chandramadam kara kankana kinkini nam na na nam pada taka taka dimi dimi junu junu taam ta tAKa tillAna kanaka bhooshana
After being released from the coils of the serpent, your feet are swiftly dancing on its head. Your face is shining with the moon’s beauty, your bangles and anklets are chiming, and you are adorned with golden jewelry.
takiTa tagadtagAya mukhabara mandasss- mita naravara poojita pada yugalA hari
You have a cheerful smile on your brilliantly gleaming face, and your feet are worshiped by great men.
Victory to you, son of Nanda! You are the adorable child who holds the people of Vraj in rapture, the valiant one delighting in dancing on the Kalinga serpent, the one whose very form is the mood of compassion (karuna rasa).
mada madhukara madhupa taraLa sama nayana kamaladaLa, calana muni hrudayam api chora chaatura dayaakaraa muraari sreekara
Like the stinger of a honey-intoxicated bee, with your ever-moving lotus-petal-like eyes, you are an expert in stealing the hearts of even pure sages. Oh compassionate one, you vanquished the demon Mura and you possess all the divine attributes of Sri: grace, auspiciousness, lustre, beauty, etc.
