Shri Radha Kripa Kataksh Stotra — full paath and English meaning

Munindravrindavandite trilokashokaharini
Prasannavaktrapankaje nikunjabhuvilasini ।
Vrajendrabhanunandini vrajendrasunusangate
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

O Radhe, worshipped by the best of sages, remover of the sorrow of the three worlds, with a face cheerful like a lotus, who sports in the groves, daughter of Vrishbhanu, companion of Nandnandan — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Ashokavrikshavallarivitanamandapasthite
Pravalabalapallavaprabharunanghrikomle ।
Varabhayasphuratkare prabhutasampadalye
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

Seated in a bower of ashoka creepers, with feet soft and red like new shoots, with hands that give boons and fearlessness, abode of boundless wealth — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Anangarangamangalaprasangabhangurabhruvan
Savibhraman sasambhraman drigantabanapatnaih ।
Nirantaran vashikritapratitanandanandane
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

You who forever won over Nandnandan with arrows of love shot from your curved brows and the corners of your eyes — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Taditsuvarnachampakapradiptagauravigrahe
Mukhaprabhaparastakotisharadendumandale ।
Vichitrachitrasancharachchakorashavalochne
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

With a fair body gleaming like lightning, gold and champa, the radiance of whose face defeats crores of autumn moons, with eyes restless as a young chakor — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Madonmadatiyauvne pramodamanamandite
Priyanuragaranjite kalavilasapandite ।
Ananyadhanyakunjarajyakamakelikovide
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

Full of joyful youth, adorned with happiness, dyed in the Beloved's love, skilled in all arts, expert in the wondrous leelas of the kingdom of groves — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Asheshahavabhavadhirahiraharabhushite
Prabhutashatakumbhakumbhakumbhikumbhasustani ।
Prashastamandahasyachurnapurnasaukhyasagre
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

Full of every feeling, adorned with diamond necklaces, brimming with beauty, an ocean of joy spilling from a gentle smile — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Mrinalabalavallaritarangarangadorlate
Latagralasyalolanilalochanavalokne ।
Lalallulanmilanmanogyamugdhamohinashrite
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

With arms soft and swaying like lotus stalks, gazing with blue eyes that dance like creepers, in whose shelter Manmohan rests — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Suvarnamalikanchitatrirekhakambukanthage
Trisutramangaligunatriratnadiptididhite ।
Salolanilakuntalaprasunaguchchhgumphite
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

A golden necklace on a conch-like throat with three lines, the gleam of three gems on a three-stranded mangalsutra, and clusters of flowers woven into flowing black hair — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Nitambabimbalambamanapushpamekhalagune
Prashastaratnakinkinikalapamadhyamanjule ।
Karindrashundadandikavarohasaubhagoruke
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

Wearing a girdle of flowers, a waist adorned with strings of jewelled bells, beautifully formed — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Anekamantranadamanjunupuraravaskhalat
Samajarajahansavanshanikvanatigaurve ।
Vilolahemavallarividambicharuchankrame
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

The sweet sound of whose anklets is like mantras and surpasses the cry of royal swans, whose gait is lovely as a swaying golden creeper — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Anantakotivishnulokanamrapadmajarchite
Himadrijapulomajavirinchajavaraprade ।
Aparasiddhiriddhidigdhasatpadangulinkhe
Kada karishyasih man kripakatakshabhajanam ॥

Worshipped by the Lakshmis of endless crores of Vishnu-worlds, who gives boons even to Parvati, Shachi and Saraswati, in whose toenails dwell boundless siddhis and riddhis — When will you make me the object of your glance of grace?

Makheshvari kriyeshvari swadheshvari sureshvari
Trivedabharatishvari pramanashasaneshvari ।
Rameshvari kshameshvari pramodakananeshvari
Vrajeshvari vrajadhipe shriradhike namo'stu te ॥

O goddess of yagyas, of karma, of swadha, of the gods, of the speech of the three Vedas, of the shastras, of Lakshmi, of forgiveness, of the forest of bliss (Vrindavan) — O Shri Radhike, mistress of Vraj, I bow to you.

Itimamadbhutan stavan nishamya bhanunandini
Karotu santatan janan kripakatakshabhajanam ।
Bhavettadaiv sanchitatrirupakarmanashanan
Labhettada vrajendrasunumandalapraveshanam ॥

On hearing this wondrous stuti, may the daughter of Vrishbhanu always make the reciter the object of her glance of grace; at that very moment may his three kinds of accumulated karma be destroyed and may he enter the circle of Nandnandan.