Dashavatara Stotra
দশাবতার স্তোত্র
The Sanskrit text in Bengali script. The Roman line and the meaning are the same as in the original.
প্রলযপযোধিজলে ধৃতবানসি বেদম্।
বিহিতবহিত্রচরিত্রমখেদম্।
কেশব ধৃতমীনশরীর জয জগদীশ হরে॥Pralayapayodhijale dhritavanasi vedam, vihitavahitracharitramakhedam, keshava dhritaminasharira jaya jagadisha hare.
In the waters of the great flood you held the Vedas safe, effortlessly acting as a boat. O Keshava, who took the form of a fish, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
ক্ষিতিরতিবিপুলতরে তব তিষ্ঠতি পৃষ্ঠে।
ধরণিধরণকিণচক্রগরিষ্ঠে।
কেশব ধৃতকচ্ছপরূপ জয জগদীশ হরে॥Kshitirativipulatare tava tishthati prishthe, dharanidharanakinachakragarishthe, keshava dhritakachchhaparupa jaya jagadisha hare.
The vast earth rests on your back, made mighty by the round scar of bearing it. O Keshava, who took the form of a tortoise, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
বসতি দশনশিখরে ধরণী তব লগ্না।
শশিনি কলঙ্ককলেব নিমগ্না।
কেশব ধৃতসূকররূপ জয জগদীশ হরে॥Vasati dashanashikhare dharani tava lagna, shashini kalankakaleva nimagna, keshava dhritasukararupa jaya jagadisha hare.
The earth rests on the tip of your tusk, clinging there like the dark mark on the moon. O Keshava, who took the form of a boar, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
তব করকমলবরে নখমদ্ভুতশৃঙ্গম্।
দলিতহিরণ্যকশিপুতনুভৃঙ্গম্।
কেশব ধৃতনরহরিরূপ জয জগদীশ হরে॥Tava karakamalavare nakhamadbhutashringam, dalitahiranyakashiputanubhringam, keshava dhritanaraharirupa jaya jagadisha hare.
On your lovely lotus hands, the nails are wondrous claws that tore apart the body of Hiranyakashipu like an insect. O Keshava, who took the form of the man-lion, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
ছলযসি বিক্রমণে বলিমদ্ভুতবামন।
পদনখনীরজনিতজনপাবন।
কেশব ধৃতবামনরূপ জয জগদীশ হরে॥Chhalayasi vikramane balimadbhutavamana, padanakhanirajanitajanapavana, keshava dhritavamanarupa jaya jagadisha hare.
Wondrous dwarf, with your great strides you outwitted Bali, and the water from your toenails purifies all people. O Keshava, who took the form of Vamana, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
ক্ষত্রিযরুধিরমযে জগদপগতপাপম্।
স্নপযসি পযসি শমিতভবতাপম্।
কেশব ধৃতভৃগুপতিরূপ জয জগদীশ হরে॥Kshatriyarudhiramaye jagadapagatapapam, snapayasi payasi shamitabhavatapam, keshava dhritabhrigupatirupa jaya jagadisha hare.
You bathe the world in the blood of the warrior kings, washing away its sin and easing the pain of existence. O Keshava, who took the form of Parashurama, lord of the Bhrigus, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
বিতরসি দিক্ষু রণে দিক্পতিকমনীযম্।
দশমুখমৌলিবলিং রমণীযম্।
কেশব ধৃতরামশরীর জয জগদীশ হরে॥Vitarasi dikshu rane dikpatikamaniyam, dashamukhamaulibalim ramaniyam, keshava dhritaramasharira jaya jagadisha hare.
In battle you offer the guardians of the directions a pleasing gift: the heads of ten-headed Ravana. O Keshava, who took the form of Rama, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
বহসি বপুষি বিশদে বসনং জলদাভম্।
হলহতিভীতিমিলিতযমুনাভম্।
কেশব ধৃতহলধররূপ জয জগদীশ হরে॥Vahasi vapushi vishade vasanam jaladabham, halahatibhitimilitayamunabham, keshava dhritahaladhararupa jaya jagadisha hare.
On your fair body you wear clothes dark as a rain cloud, like the Yamuna that came to you in fear of your plough. O Keshava, who took the form of Balarama, bearer of the plough, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
নিন্দসি যজ্ঞবিধেরহহ শ্রুতিজাতম্।
সদযহৃদযদর্শিতপশুঘাতম্।
কেশব ধৃতবুদ্ধশরীর জয জগদীশ হরে॥Nindasi yajnavidherahaha shrutijatam, sadayahridayadarshitapashughatam, keshava dhritabuddhasharira jaya jagadisha hare.
Ah, with a tender heart that grieves at animal slaughter, you reject the Vedic rules of sacrifice. O Keshava, who took the form of the Buddha, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
ম্লেচ্ছনিবহনিধনে কলযসি করবালম্।
ধূমকেতুমিব কিমপি করালম্।
কেশব ধৃতকল্কিশরীর জয জগদীশ হরে॥Mlechchhanivahanidhane kalayasi karavalam, dhumaketumiva kimapi karalam, keshava dhritakalkisharira jaya jagadisha hare.
To destroy the hordes of the wicked you wield a sword as fearsome as a comet. O Keshava, who takes the form of Kalki, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
শ্রীজযদেবকবেরিদমুদিতমুদারম্।
শৃণু সুখদং শুভদং ভবসারম্।
কেশব ধৃতদশবিধরূপ জয জগদীশ হরে॥Shrijayadevakaveridamuditamudaram, shrinu sukhadam shubhadam bhavasaram, keshava dhritadashavidharupa jaya jagadisha hare.
Listen to this noble song of the poet Jayadeva, which brings happiness and blessing and is the essence of life. O Keshava, who took ten forms, victory to you, Hari, lord of the world.
বেদানুদ্ধরতে জগন্নিবহতে ভূগোলমুদ্বিভ্রতে দৈত্যং দারযতে বলিং ছলযতে ক্ষত্রক্ষযং কুর্বতে।
পৌলস্ত্যং জযতে হলং কলযতে কারুণ্যমাতন্বতে ম্লেচ্ছান্মূর্চ্ছযতে দশাকৃতিকৃতে কৃষ্ণায তুভ্যং নমঃ॥Vedanuddharate jagannivahate bhugolamudbibhrate daityam darayate balim chhalayate kshatrakshayam kurvate, paulastyam jayate halam kalayate karunyamatanvate mlechchhanmurchchhayate dashakritikrite krishnaya tubhyam namah.
Salutations to you, Krishna, who took ten forms: who rescued the Vedas, carried the world, held up the earth, tore apart the demon, outwitted Bali, ended the warrior kings, conquered Ravana, wielded the plough, spread compassion and routed the wicked.