| Song | Sri Gurvastakam ft. Kirtaniyas |
| Artist | The Polish Ambassador |
| Album | Pushing Through The Pavement |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Samsara-davanala-lidha-loka- | |
| Tranaya karunya-ghanaghanatvam | |
| Praptasya kalyana-gunarnavasya | |
| Vande guroh sri-caranaravindam | |
| Mahaprabhoh kirtana-nrtya-gita- | |
| Vaditramadyan-manaso rasena | |
| Romanca-kampasrutarangabhajo | |
| Vande guroh sri-caranaravindam | |
| (Translation) | |
| In materialistic forest fires we burn, | |
| To save us you pour down rains of love, | |
| From an ocean of auspicious qualities, | |
| Praise to our masters’ divine lotus feet! | |
| In Mahaprabhu’s kirtan dancing and singing, | |
| Maddened within by the moods you are tasting, | |
| Hairs standing on end, shivering and crying, | |
| Praise to our masters’ divine lotus feet! |
| Samsaradavanalalidhaloka | |
| Tranaya karunyaghanaghanatvam | |
| Praptasya kalyanagunarnavasya | |
| Vande guroh sricaranaravindam | |
| Mahaprabhoh kirtananrtyagita | |
| Vaditramadyanmanaso rasena | |
| Romancakampasrutarangabhajo | |
| Vande guroh sricaranaravindam | |
| Translation | |
| In materialistic forest fires we burn, | |
| To save us you pour down rains of love, | |
| From an ocean of auspicious qualities, | |
| Praise to our masters' divine lotus feet! | |
| In Mahaprabhu' s kirtan dancing and singing, | |
| Maddened within by the moods you are tasting, | |
| Hairs standing on end, shivering and crying, | |
| Praise to our masters' divine lotus feet! |
| Samsaradavanalalidhaloka | |
| Tranaya karunyaghanaghanatvam | |
| Praptasya kalyanagunarnavasya | |
| Vande guroh sricaranaravindam | |
| Mahaprabhoh kirtananrtyagita | |
| Vaditramadyanmanaso rasena | |
| Romancakampasrutarangabhajo | |
| Vande guroh sricaranaravindam | |
| Translation | |
| In materialistic forest fires we burn, | |
| To save us you pour down rains of love, | |
| From an ocean of auspicious qualities, | |
| Praise to our masters' divine lotus feet! | |
| In Mahaprabhu' s kirtan dancing and singing, | |
| Maddened within by the moods you are tasting, | |
| Hairs standing on end, shivering and crying, | |
| Praise to our masters' divine lotus feet! |