|Ragam: Begada||Thalam: Roopakam|
Arohanam:S G3 R2 G3 M1 P D2 N2 D2 P S
Avarohanam: S N3 D2 P M1 G3 R2 S
vandE dEvadEvatava pAdAmbhOja yugaLam
mandAkinI bhajati nAma makaranda lIlAm yadIyAm
amita sukrta nikEtanAyita yasOdAnka
samadivasitam parama sAndrAruNImAvaham
damitakhalasha kaTAhvaya dAnavAsumanapAyam
sumadhurArava manjIra shObhitama nAratnam
pashpa nArIjana racita paricumbanE tadIyAkSi
brsha nIla mAnuSAngENa shasha dharAyita nakaram
vishada kAntiyutam gOkula vrndAvana krta caraNam
visharaNa janAdhi bhAra vishasana parAyaNam
pavanAshana varakALIya phaNa taTa vihita naTanam
bhuvana ramya vENuvAdana viracita vividha tALam
shiva sanaka vidhi surEsha sEvyamapa vargakaram
bhava bhayaika shamanaparam padmanAbha ramAkAnta
Oh Lord of Gods, I worship your lotus-like feet.
From your feet flows the river Ganga, singing your sweet name and glorious exploits.
The feet are the refuge of all deeds, adorn like ornament the lap of Yasoda. The feet which shine brilliantly like the rays of the rising sun have taken to task, likes a Sakata (the demon) who came in the form of a cartwheel. The anklets of your feet keep a melodious rhythm.
When the cowherd damsels kiss thy feet, the dark pupils reflect on your toenail making them resemble innumerable moons with dark patches. Your feet which wandered in Gokula and Brindavana with the sole purpose of cutting asunder the great burden of existence of those who seek refuge in them.
Those feet have danced on the hoods of Kaliya, who feeds on air. Your feet keep time to the melody you play on your flute, which captivates the whole world. Those feet are served upon by Sanaka, Brahama, and Indra. Your feet give immortality and are the only remedy to the woes of existence. Oh, Lord Padmanabha! You are the lord of Rama.