My tongue burns,
When I don't sing Your name.
My hands yearn,
To participate in Your transcendental game.
My legs pine to try,
To dance even in the rain.
My eyes just want to cry,
Always in Your remembrance.
My mind likes to see,
Your beautiful Lotus feet so elegant.
My hairs desire,
To sway along in a sync.
O beauteous Krsna!
What have you done to me?
Because now I only long for You,
And Your divine love so sweet.