Krishna

I seek no diamonds, pearls, or gold,
Only Your darshan, Lord of my soul.
I am Your devotee, Krishna divine,
You are my heart, forever mine.

Krishna…
Krishna…

Touch me gently with Your grace,
Let my restless heart find its place.
Come and dwell within my heart,
In Your love, let me depart.
Lost in Your name, I fade away,
In Your light, I find my day.

Krishna…
Krishna…

My days in devotion dance and sing,
My nights with Your praises ring.
Every moment, my heart cries,
For Your glimpse, my Lord, my prize.

Losing all, I win Your love,
Offer my life to You above.
How I gaze upon Your face,
Worship You with flowers of grace.

All my bonds and ties remain,
Linked to Your holy name.

Krishna…
Krishna…

This nectar of devotion flows,
Like a river that ever grows.
Your flute’s sweet melody divine,
Calls this wandering heart to Thine.

Now my restless soul is still,
All the world shines by Your will.
Paint me in Your sacred hue,
Make me Yours, O Krishna, true.

Your love’s devoted worshipper,
I adorn Your temple fair.

Krishna, Krishna…
Krishna, Krishna…

I seek no diamonds, pearls, or gold,
Only Your darshan, Lord of my soul.
I know not what You know so well,
I am Yours—where You dwell.

I know not what You know so well,
I am Yours—where You dwell.

I am Yours…
You are mine…