CC Antya 19.108 (1975)
A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada
Below is the 1996 edition text, ready to be substituted with the 1975 one using the compile form.
TEXT 108
- mahiṣīra gīta yena ‘daśame’ra śeṣe
- paṇḍite nā bujhe tāra artha-viśeṣe
SYNONYMS
mahiṣīra—of the queens; gīta—the songs; yena—just as; daśamera—of the Tenth Canto; śeṣe—at the end; paṇḍite—very learned scholars; nā—not; bujhe—understand; tāra—its; artha-viśeṣe—particular meaning.
TRANSLATION
The songs of the queens at Dvārakā, which are mentioned at the end of the Tenth Canto of Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam, have a very special meaning. They are not understood even by the most learned scholars.
PURPORT
These songs of Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam are verses 15-24 of the Ninetieth Chapter of the Tenth Canto.
kurari vilapasi tvaṁ vīta-nidrā na śeṣe svapiti jagati rātryām īśvaro gupta-bodhaḥ vayam iva sakhi kaccid gāḍha-nirbhinna-cetā nalina-nayana-hāsodāra-līlekṣitena All the queens incessantly thought of Kṛṣṇa. After their pastimes in the water, the queens said, “Our dear friend the osprey, Kṛṣṇa is now asleep, but we stay awake at night because of Him. You laugh at us when you see us awake at night, but why are you not sleeping? You seem absorbed in thoughts of Kṛṣṇa. Have you also been pierced by Kṛṣṇa’s smile? His smile is very sweet. One who is pierced by such an arrow is very fortunate.” netre nimīlayasi naktam adṛṣṭa-bandhus tvaṁ roravīṣi karuṇaṁ bata cakravāki dāsyaṁ gatā vayam ivācyuta-pāda-juṣṭāṁ kiṁ vā srajaṁ spṛhayase kavareṇa voḍhum “O cakravāki, you keep your eyes wide open at night because you cannot see your friend. Indeed, you are suffering very much. Is it because of compassion that you are crying, or are you trying to capture Kṛṣṇa by remembering Him? Having been touched by the lotus feet of Kṛṣṇa, all the queens are very happy. Are you crying to wear Kṛṣṇa’s garland on your head? Please answer these questions clearly, O cakravāki, so that we can understand.” bho bhoḥ sadā niṣṭanase udanvann alabdha-nidro ‘dhigata-prajāgaraḥ kiṁ vā mukundāpahṛtātma-lāñchanaḥ prāptāṁ daśāṁ tvaṁ ca gato duratyayām “O ocean, you have no opportunity to sleep quietly at night. Instead, you are always awake and crying. You have received this benediction, and your heart is broken just like ours. Mukunda’s business with us is simply to smear our marks of kuṅkuma. O ocean, you suffer as much as we.” tvaṁ yakṣmaṇā balavatāsi gṛhīta indo kṣīṇas tamo na nija-dīdhitibhiḥ kṣiṇoṣi kaccin mukunda-gaditāni yathā vayaṁ tvaṁ vismṛtya bhoḥ sthagita-gīr upalakṣyase naḥ “O moon, you appear to be suffering from a severe fever, perhaps tuberculosis. Indeed, your effulgence does not have the strength to destroy the darkness. Have you become mad after hearing the songs of Kṛṣṇa? Is that why you are silent? Seeing your suffering, we feel that you are one of us.” kiṁ nv ācaritam asmābhir malayānila te ‘priyam govindāpāṅga-nirbhinne hṛdīrayasi naḥ smaran “O Malayan breeze, kindly tell us what wrong we have done to you. Why do you fan the flames of desire in our hearts? We have been pierced by the arrow of Govinda’s glance, for He is perfect in the art of awakening the influence of Cupid.” megha śrīmaṁs tvam asi dayito yādavendrasya nūnaṁ śrīvatsāṅkaṁ vayam iva bhavān dhyāyati prema-baddhaḥ aty-utkaṇṭhaḥ śavala-hṛdayo ‘smad-vidho bāṣpa-dhārāḥ smṛtvā smṛtvā visṛjasi muhur duḥkha-das tat-prasaṅgaḥ “Dear cloud, O friend of Kṛṣṇa’s, are you thinking of the Śrīvatsa symbol on Kṛṣṇa’s chest like us queens engaged in loving affairs with Him? You are absorbed in meditation, remembering the association of Kṛṣṇa, and thus you shed tears of misery.” priya-rāva-padāni bhāṣase mṛta-sañjīvikayānayā girā karavāṇi kim adya te priyaṁ vada me valgita-kaṇṭha kokila “Dear cuckoo, you possess a very sweet voice, and you are very expert in imitating others. You could excite even a dead body with your voice. Therefore, tell the queens that good behavior is their proper duty.” na calasi na vadasy udāra-buddhe kṣiti-dhara cintayase mahāntam artham api bata vasudeva-nandanāṅghriṁ vayam iva kāmayase stanair vidhartum “O magnanimous mountain, you are very grave and sober, absorbed in thoughts of doing something very great. Like us, you have vowed to keep within your heart the lotus feet of Kṛṣṇa, the son of Vasudeva.” śuṣyad-dhradāḥ karaśitā bata sindhu-patnyaḥ sampraty apāsta-kamala-śriya iṣṭa-bhartuḥ yadvad vayaṁ madhu-pateḥ praṇayāvalokam aprāpya muṣṭa-hṛdayāḥ puru-karṣitāḥ sma “O rivers, wives of the ocean, we see that the ocean does not give you happiness. Thus you have almost dried up, and you no longer bear beautiful lotuses. The lotuses have become skinny, and even in the sunshine they are devoid of all pleasure. Similarly, the hearts of us poor queens are all dried up, and our bodies are skinny because we are now devoid of loving affairs with Madhupati. Are you, like us, dry and without beauty because you are devoid of Kṛṣṇa’s loving glance?” haṁsa svāgatam āsyatāṁ piba payo brūhy aṅga śaureḥ kathāṁ dūtaṁ tvāṁ nu vidāma kaccid ajitaḥ svasty āsta uktaṁ purā kiṁ vā naś cala-sauhṛdaḥ smarati taṁ kasmād bhajāmo vayaṁ kṣaudrālāpaya kāma-daṁ śriyam ṛte saivaika-niṣṭhā striyām “O swan, you have come here so happily! Let us welcome you. We understand that you are always Kṛṣṇa’s messenger. Now while you drink this milk, tell us what His message is. Has Kṛṣṇa said something about us to you? May we inquire from you whether Kṛṣṇa is happy? We want to know. Does He remember us? We know that the goddess of fortune is serving Him alone. We are simply maidservants. How can we worship Him, who speaks sweet words but never fulfills our desires?”