Bhuliya Tomare
IDoBhakti"Bhuliya Tomare" is a heartfelt Vaishnav bhajan that expresses the deep sorrow of forgetting Lord Krishna and turning away from devotional life. Composed by Bhaktivinoda Thakura, it is a prayer of repentance and a plea for mercy, seeking the Lord’s grace to return to the path of bhakti. The song reflects the humility and longing of a soul yearning to reconnect with God.
Bhuliya Tomare
(By Bhaktivinoda Thakura)
(1)
bhuliya tomare, samsare asiya,
peye nana-vidha byatha
tomara carane, asiyachi ami,
bolibo duhkehera katha
(2)
janani jathare, chilama jakhona,
bishama bandhana-pase
eka-bara prabhu! dekha diya more,
vancile e dina dase
(3)
takhona bhavinu, janama paiya,
koribo bhajana tava
janama hoilo, padi’ maya-jale,
na hoilo jnana-lava
(4)
adarera chele, sva-janera kole,
hasiya katanu kala
janaka janani-snehete bhuliya,
samsara lagilo bhalo
(5)
krame dina dina, balaka hoiya,
bhelinu balaka-saha
ara kichu dine, jnana upajilo,
patha podi ahar-ahah
(6)
vidyara gaurave, bhrami’ dese dese,
dhana uparjana kori
sva-jana palana, kori eka-mane,
bhulinu tomare, hari!
(7)
bardhakye ekhona, bhakativinoda,
kandiya katara ati
na bhajiya tore, dina britha gelo,
ekhona ki have gati?
TRANSLATION
(1) O Lord, forgetting You and coming to this material world, I have experienced a host of sins and sorrows. Now I approach Your lotus feet and submit my tale of woe.
(2) While I was bound up tightly in the unbearable confines of my mother’s womb, O Lord, You once revealed Yourself before me. After appearing briefly, You abandoned this poor servant of Yours.
(3) At that moment I thought, “After my birth this time, I will surely worship You with undivided attention.” But alas, after taking birth I fell into the entangling network of worldly illusions; thus I possessed not even a drop of true knowledge.
(4) As a dear son fondled in the laps of attentive relatives, I passed my time smiling and laughing. The affection of my father and mother helped me forget You still more, and I began to think that the material world was a very nice place.
(5) Day by day I gradually grew into a young boy and began playing with other boys. Soon my powers of understanding emerged, so I diligently studied my school lessons every day.
(6) Proud of my accomplished education, I later traveled from place to place and earned much wealth. Thereby maintaining my family with undivided attention, I forgot You, O Lord Hari!
(7) Now in old age, this Bhaktivinoda very sadly weeps as death approaches. I failed to worship You, O Lord, and instead passed my days in vain. What will be my fate now?
