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 Deva Premal & Miten - Lokah Samasta Deva Premal & Miten - Lokah Samasta
Deva Premal & Miten - Lokah Samasta Deva Premal & Miten - Lokah Samasta  jaya jaya vamsi-vadya-visarada
 sarada-sarasiruha-paribhavaka-
 bhava-kalita-locana-sancarana
 carana-siddha-vadhu-dhrti-haraka vira 
 lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu 
 hara-kalapa-rucancita-kundala
 kunda-lasad-govardhana-bhusita
 bhusita-bhusana-cid-ghana-vigraha
 vigraha-khandita-khala-vrsabhasura vira 
 lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu 
 bhasura-kutila-kacarpita-candraka
 candra-kalapa-rucabhyadhikanana
 kanana-kunja-grha-smara-sangara
 sanga-rasoddhura-bahu-bhujangama vira 
 lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu 
 jangama-nava-tapinccha-nagopama
 gopa-manisita-siddhisu daksina
 daksina-paniga-danda-sabhajita
 bha-jita-koti-sasanka-virocana 
 lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu 
 rocanaya krta-caru-visesaka
 sesa-kamalabhava-sanaka-sanandana-
 nandana-guna ma nandaya sundara vira 
 lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu  
 All glories, all glories to You, O Lord expert at playing the flute.
 Your restless, love-filled eyes defeat the autumn lotus flowers, and
 You steal away the peaceful composure of the wives of the Siddhas and Caranas. O hero. . . .  
 May all the worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! 
 You are decorated with splendid jeweled necklaces and earrings,
 You stay on Govardhana Hill, which glistens with many pleasant lakes,
 Your transcendental form decorates Your ornaments, and
 You found and killed the bull-demon Aristasura. O hero . . . .  
 May all the worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! 
 You wear a peacock feather in Your splendid, curling hair,
 Your face is more splendid than a host of moons,
 You enjoy amorous battle in a cottage in the forest grove, and
 Your arms are two bold snakes eager to enjoy the nectar happiness of embracing the gopis. O hero . . . .  
 May all the worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! 
 You are like a moving young tamala tree,
 You sincerely and expertly fulfill all the desires of the cowherd people,
 You hold a staff in Your right hand, and
 Your splendor eclipses millions of suns and moons. O hero . . . 
 May all the worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! 
 You are decorated with handsome tilaka drawn with the yellow pigment gorocana,
 Your transcendental qualities delight Ananta Sesa, Brahma, Sanaka Kumara, and Sanandana Kumara.
 O handsome hero, please fill me with transcendental happiness. 
 May all the worlds become happy by chanting Your glories!