tomāra caraṇa-padma anurāga sudhā-sadma
sāgara-śīkara jadi pāya
kona bhāgyabāna jane kona kārya-saṅgaṭane
tā’ra saba duḥkha dūre jāya
Oh my Dear Lord Hari! If a greatly fortunate soul, somehow or other, gets a chance to drink just one nectar-drop sprayed from the rich ocean of love emanating from Your lotus feet, then all of his miseries are automatically and instantly repelled to a far distant place.
se sudhā-samudra-kaṇa soṁsārāgni-nirbāpana
khaṇete koriyā phele tā’ra
parama nibṛtti diyā tomāra caraṇe loya
deya tabe ānanda apāra
This single drop from the ocean of nectar completely extinguishes the blazing fire of material existence and gives immediate relief. One who drinks such a drop thus takes hold of Your lotus feet, which bestow upon him transcendentally liberated peace and unlimited spiritual bliss.
e bhaktibinoda kānde poḍiyā soṁsāra-phānde
bole nāhi kona bhāgya mora
e ghaṭana nā ghaṭilo āmāra janama gelo
bṛthā roinu ho’ye ātma-bhora
Now Bhaktivinoda is weeping and says to You, Oh Lord… I am most unfortunate, falling into the snare of this material world. I have never taken a drop of the nectar of Your lotus feet, and therefore my entire life has been wasted, uselessly engrossed in the affairs of this material body.