Balai dāsī

Balai dasi
Prabhupada, you are like a touchstone,
The land of Cintamani Dham is your home.
Your holy self is far more than royal,
Your nectar love of Krsna is true and loyal.
From the golden lotus-flowered succession you have come to here,
Saint Bhaktisiddhanta's divine instruction has been captured by your lotus ear.
By the infallible line of perfected spiritual masters with the transcendental view,
Srila Bhaktisiddhanta is so beautifully transcendental, just like you.
Oh, Sri Bhaktisiddhanta Sarasvati, my Prabhupada loves you so,
I offer all obeisances to you, from myself so very low.
I see in your book, Relative Worlds, a great thing about you:
Even the greatest English erudite scholar, next to you is but a fool.
You are the greatest of all the learned men,
To Goloka Vrndavana, a saving hand you lend.
You are so kindly and completely, showing us all,
We puffed up souls, don't know anything at all.
By your mercy, my dear grandfather, master, we are having a sweet taste
Of this beauteous Krsna consciousness, you've sent our Prabhupada, so full of divine grace.
It's so wonderful!! What your disciple, Prabhupada, says is really so,
This nectarean chanting is making our love for Lord Krsna grow.
Your messages of Goloka and the aratrika prayers, so sweet and true,
All obeisances, all obeisances, all obeisances unto you.
Oh, Guru Maharaj of my Guru Maharaj, although I have no right, let me make one crying plea,
Although you are showing freely the blissful devotional sea,
I am still lost, absorbed in envy, greed, I'm so perverted, I cannot see,
Oh Guru Maharaj of my Guru Maharaj, never let me fall from the service of thee.