~KrishnaLand~

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna, Krishna Krishna Hare Hare / Hare Rama Hare Rama, Rama Rama Hare Hare

~KrishnaLand~

Oh, how do you get to sweet Krishna Land?
You must ask your Mother for prasad;
You will reach there,
you of course understand,
If she tells you no, don't you be sad.
Needn't get in a bus, or a plane, or a train;
Lost, not know where you get down;
If KrishnaLand you are anxious to gain.

You must jump;
hearing SanKirtan abound!
You must jump;
hearing SanKirtan abound!

Then, You'll find the trees
granting wishes suffice,
And the cows give milk -
sweet nectarian prize;
But now take my advice,
and although it looks nice,
Do not break the thought,
though they're dandy.
Sri Krishna is the King,
if you dare so to do,
Will at once sternly give his command;
His soldiers-in-waiting will seize upon you,
And they'll chase you right out of the land.
Yes, they'll chase you right out of the land.

But if you observe all the Krishna laws,
And with none of its devotees you monkey,
Then Krishna, with a smile,
from raasalila will pause,
To present you the nectarian chunkie!

You'll then be his soldier,
and have as your pay
His sumptuous prasad and sweet milk;
I'm sure in that land; you'll be anxious to stay,

Blissful happiness spread;
for you have found your home.
Alas, Blissful happiness spread;
for you have found your home.

Artwork courtesy of The Bhaktivedanta Book Trust International, Inc.
www.Krishna.com. Used with Permission