When I look at the emptiness of my sky,
you appear standing high with Gobardhan Giri
placed on your finger nail..
O Giridhari, beneath, I am there in a remote side
of your grand refuge.
Dense layers of cloud has intensified over
the pupil of my eye..
Ears are inured to roars of the thunder..
So my legs are frail and trembling..
In between you and me is a thick ocean of love..
My throat is choked with emotions...
How will I be able to cross and be near you,
to say you my gratitude at least once in this life