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My dear listener, in this very sublime song, Kabe Habe Bolo, Bhaktivinode Thakur has very kindly revealed to us the mood for awakening pure bhakti within our hearts in this very sublime song:
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
Aparādha ghuci', śuddha nāme ruci,
Kṛpā-bale ha'be hṛdoye sañcār
When my offenses ceasing, taste for the name increasing,
When in my heart will Your mercy shine?
kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
Lower than a blade of grass, more tolerant than a tree,
When will my mind attain this quality?
Respectful to all, not expecting their honor,
Then shall I taste the name's nectar sublime.
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
Great wealth or followers, feminine beauty,
I won't care for them or the comforts of my body
Birth after birth give me, O Lord Chaitanya,
Causeless devotion to Your feet divine.
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
When will I utter Krishna, Krishna, Krishna,
With words choked up and shivering body?
When will I be trembling all over, lose bodily color,
Tears pouring from my eyes?
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
When in Navadvipa along the Ganges bank,
Shouting "Gaura-Nityananda!" as a surrendered soul,
Dancing, chanting, running everywhere,
When will I become half mad of mind?
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
When will Lord Nityananda show mercy upon me?
When will I reject the world of maya?
Bestow unto me the shade of Your lotus feet,
Let the right to preach the name be mine.
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
I will beg, borrow, or steal the nectar of the name.
By the name's effect I will feel paralyzed.
O enjoyer of the nectar of the name,
When will I touch Your lotus feet till the end of time?
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
When kindness to all beings will be appearing
With free heart forgetting myself comforting,
Bhaktivinode in all humility prays,
"Now I'll set out to preach Your order sublime."
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day be mine?
Kabe ha'be bolo se-dina āmār
When, oh when will that day
When, oh when will that day
When, oh when will that day be mine?
Let us deeply embrace this mood within our hearts of intensely chanting the Lord's holy name without committing any offense
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