I | II | III | IV | V | VI | VII | VIII Album VII       Durlabha Mânava Janma Text & Melody: S'rîla Bhaktivinoda Thhâkura Singer/arr.: Anand Aadhar Prabhu Duration: 8min. 40 sec Date: 19 Dec. 2003   Sing with Aadhar Take the lead          Durlabha Mânava Janma from Kalyâna Kalpataru; 'The Desiretree of Auspiciousness' 'A Rare Human Birth'     Intro: (Cm Dm, Eb Cm Ab, Gm Ab Bb Fm, Cm Ab Fm G Cm) (1)   (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb) durlabha mâ-a-a-nava-janma, labhiyâ samsâ-a-re-e with this rare human birth, attained in samsar (Eb Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm Dmin Fm) krishna nâ bha-jinu --- duhkha kahibo kâhâ-a-re-e ? for Krishna of no worship --- whom to tell that misery? (Bb Ab Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm) durlabha mâ-a-a-nava-janma labhiya samsa-a-re-e with this rare human birth, attained in samsar   (2) (Fm G Ab Bb Eb Ddim Cm)  'samsâ-ra ' ' sam-sâra ', ko're, miche gelo kâ---la worldly and again so worldly, acting pointless the time passed (Cm Ab Ddim Gm Eb F Gm Ab Fm Eb)  lâbha nâ koi-lo kichu, ghati-i-lo jañjâ-a-la-a-a-a won was nothing not a thing, but a lot of trouble (Cm Fm, Gm Ab Bb Eb, Gb Eb Ddim Bb , Cm Ddim Bb Gm) *  (3) (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb)  ki-i-ser samsâ-a--a-ar e-ei, châyâbâji prâ-a-a-y what kind of world is this, its but a shadow theater! (Eb Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm Dmin Fm)  iha-te ma-mata kori, 'britha, dina ja-a-a-y in this possessive acting fruitless, the days passed (Bb Ab Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm) ki-i-ser samsâ-a-a-ar e-ei, châyâbâji prâ-a-a-y what kind of world is this, its but a shadow theater!    (4) (Fm G Ab Bb Eb Ddim Cm)  e de-ho pa-tana, ho'le ki ro'be âmâ--ar? of this body upon falling, what will remain of me? (Cm Ab Ddim Gm Eb F Gm Ab Fm Eb)  keho sukha nâ-hi, di-be pu-u-tra-a--par-ivâ-a-a-a-ar some joy not even, gives a son or family!   (5) (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb)  ga-a-ardabhe-er mata âmi, kori paris'ra-a-a-am just like an ass I do perform, that labor, (Eb Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm Dmin Fm)  kâ-a'r lâgi 'eto kori, nâ ghu-cilo bhra-a-a-am for whom do I work like this, not away'is my illusion!  (Bb Ab Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm) ga-a-ardhabe-er mata âmi, kori paris'ra-a-a-am just like an ass I do perform, that labor.  (6) (Fm G Ab Bb Eb Ddim Cm) dina jâ-ay micha kâje, nis'a nidrâ-ba--s'e the day passes caught in trivia, the night is ruled by sleep, (Cm Ab Ddim Gm Eb F Gm Ab Fm Eb) nâhi bhâvi --- ma-rana nikate â-ache ba's'e-e-e- i do not think --- death ahead of me is waiting!   (Bb Ab, Gm Ab Bb Cm Ddim, Gm Cm Fm Bb, Cm Ab Bb Eb)  *     (7)   (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb) bhâ-a-lo ma-a--a-anda khâi, heri, pari, cintâ-hîna much or little I do eat, I see, I wear, unconcerned, (Eb Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm Dmin Fm) nâhi bhâvi, e de-ho châ-dibo kon di-i--i-na-a- I do not think of, the body leaving someday! Bb Ab Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm bhâ-a-lo ma-a-a-anda khâi, heri, pari, cintâ-hîna much or little I do eat, I see, I wear unconcerned.  (8)   Fm G Ab Bb Eb Ddim Cm deho-geho-kalatrâdi,-cintâ avira---ta the body, the home, the wife and so - a worry endless, Cm Ab Ddim Gm Eb F Gm Ab Fm Eb  jâgi-che hri-do-ye mor, buddhi-i ko-o-ri 'hata-a-a-a awakening in my heart, is the intelligence crushed! (9)   (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb) hâ-a-ay, hâ-ay! nâ-ahi bhâvi --- anitya e sa-a-ba-a alas, alas! how inconsiderate ---of the temporal of all this, (Eb Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm Dmin Fm)  jîva-na vi-gate kothâ rohi-be vaibha-a-va-a? with life running out..., where will stay this opulence?  (Bb Ab Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm) hâ-a-ay , hâ-ay! nâ-ahi bhâvi --- anitya e sa-a-ba-a alas, alas! how inconsiderate ---of the temporal of all this!   (10) (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb)  s'mas'â-ane s'arîr mama podiyâ rohi--be at the burialplace my body flat out will be motionless (Cm Ab Ddim Gm Eb F Gm Ab Fm Eb)  bihan-ga-pa-ta-nga tây bihâ-a-a-ar kori-i-i-i-be? the birds and bugs will have a good time!   (Cm Fm, Gm Ab Bb Eb, Gb Eb Ddim Bb , Cm Ddim Bb Gm) *   (11)   (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb) ku-u-ukku-ur srigâ-a-al sab, ânandita ho-o'ye-e the dogs and jackhals will be delighted (Eb Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm Dmin Fm)  maho-tsava kori-be â-mâr de-ha lo-o-o'ye-e they'll have a feast taking my body!  (Bb Ab Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm) ku-u-ukku-ur srigâ-a-al sab, ânandita ho-o-'ye-e the dogs and jackhals will be delighted    (12) (Fm G Ab Bb Eb Ddim Cm)  je de-her ei gati-i, tâ-a'r anuga-a--ta it's this body its end, its destination (Cm Ab Ddim Gm Eb F Gm Ab Fm Eb)  samsâr-vaibha-va âr ban-dhu-ja-a-a-ana jata-a-a-a (and so too of) the wordly wealth and all the friends! (13) (Fm Eb Cm Bb Cm Ddim Eb)  a-a-ta-eva mâ-ayâ-moha, châdi 'buddhimâ-a-a-n therefore that mad illusion rejecting: a wise person, (Eb Fm Gm Ab Bb Cm Dmin Fm)  nitya-tattva krishna-bhakti korun sandhâ-a-a-an eternal truth and Krishna bhakti: please go for that!  Exit: (Cm Dm, Eb Cm Ab, Gm Ab Bb Fm, Cm Ab Fm G Cm)     (Chords harmonium)   TRANSLATION   1) The human form of life is the rarest opportunity for attaining spiritual perfection. But now I am lamenting, because I've somehow or other been born with such an opportunity, and I wasted it by never worshiping Lord Krsna . Oh, to whom shall I tell the tale of this misery?  2) Having married and entered into the entanglements of materialistic family life, I passed my time in vain. I never got any tangible gain or permanent benefit, only trouble and botheration.  3) What kind of world is this anyway? It seems to be just like a magic lantern show that I saw at a carnival, wherein so many shadows and optical illusions dance magically before my eyes. I feel great attachment and identification with such a world, and thus day after day passes by fruitlessly, without any purpose whatsoever. 4) When this body drops dead on the ground then what will remain mine? At that moment, all of my sons and dearest loved ones will not be able to give me any happiness.  5) I work hard just like an ass every day, and now I am wondering for whom am I working so hard? I am still surrounded by so many illusions. 6) I waste every day in useless, insignificant work, and I waste every night controlled by sleep. And in every 24 hours I never for one second consider that cruel death is sitting very close by my side.  7) I live a very carefree life-style, sometimes eating a lot, or eating a little if I feel like it, sometimes I see nice things around the town, or sometimes I do not go out at all, sometimes I wear opulent clothing, or if I'm in the mood, I'll wear something simple. I live so carefree that I never consider that one day I will have to give up this body.  8) My poor heart is plagued by constant anxieties about the maintenance and daily turmoils created by my body, my house, my wife, my family members and my social obligations. All these anxieties are pinching me and destroying all my intelligence.  9) Alas, alas! What a remorseful situation has arisen! I am absorbed in all this trouble, but I never consider that all these things are temporary and subject to perish very soon. After I'm dead and gone, where will all of my material opulences remain?  10) When my body will be thrown in the pit at the cremation grounds, it will simply lie there motionlessly. Then many crows, vultures, ants, and worms will come and playfully sport there.  11) All the stray dogs and jackals will then become very much delighted, and in great ecstasy they will make a festival ground out of my body and will have a huge celebration and feast.  12) Just see, this is the ultimate destination of this material body. And the most amazing thing is that all of my material opulences , house, family and friends have exactly the same destination.  13) Therefore I ask of anyone who has any sharp intelligence: please give up all of these temporary illusions presented by maya , and kindly search after the means to get pure devotion to Lord Krsna , for this is the only really tangible eternal truth.           (chords harmonium)         Downloads:   mp3-songs | mp3-instr. | midi | songbook (html) | songbook in doc (zip) | all midi-files in one zip file |   I | II | III | IV | V | VI | VII | VIII                 E-mail   Site Map    What's New    Search   Donations          ©bhagavata.org these files may be used for private/devotional purposes only, commercial use prohibited.