My Body is a Temple (Krishna Murari)

by Srila Bhaktivinoda Thakur
Language: Bengali

krishna murari krishna murari
krishna murari sri krishna murari

mama mana mandire, mandire, mandire
mama mana mandire

mama mana mandire raha nisi din
krishna murari, sri krishna murari

bhakti priti mala chandan
tumi nio he nio cita-nandan

jivana marana tova puja nivedan
sundara he mana-hari

eso nanda-kumara ar nanda-kumar
habe prema-pradipe aroti tomar

nayana jamuna jare anibar
tomara virahe giridhari

(Radhe! Radhe Govinda!)

Translation

From morning until night, live in my heart, your temple, O Krishna Murari!

Takes these gifts: flower garlands, sandalwood—my love, my devotion. Accept them, O Delight of My Heart.

In life or in death I worship You with these offerings, Beautiful One, O Enchanter of the Heart!

Come, Son of Nanda, with the light of my love, I will offer You arati. Without You, the Yamuna river cascades from my eyes, O holder of Govardhana Hill!

I want to pass my life absorbed in Your song, in Your Praise, O Krsna Murari, Sri Krsna Murari!

My body is a temple!