विठ्ठला तू वेडा कुंभार
फिरत्या चाकावरती देसी मातीला आकार
तूच मिसळसी सर्व पसारा
आभाळच मग ये आकारा
तुझ्या घटांच्या उतरंडीला नसे अंत ना पार !
प्रत्येकाचे दैव वेगळे
तुझ्याविना ते कोणा नकळे
मुखी कुणाच्या पडते लोणी, कुणा मुखी अंगार !
कुरवाळिसि तू तूच ताडिसी
न कळे यातून काय जोडिसी?
देसी डोळे परि निर्मिसी तयांपुढे अंधार !
संगीत - सुधीर फडके
स्वर - सुधीर फडके
राग - तिलककामोद, देस
Phirtyā cākāvaratī desī mātīlā ākār
Viṭṭhala, tū veḍā kuṁbhār!
Mātī pāṇī ujeḍa vārā
Tūca misaḷasī sarva pasārā
Ābhāḷaca mag ye ākārā
Tujhyā ghaṭānchyā uṭaraṇḍīlā nase anta nā pār!
Ghaṭāghaṭānche rūpa āgaḷe
Pratyekāche daiva veḷaḷe
Tujhyāvinā te koṇā nakaḷe
Mukhī kuṇāchyā paḍate loṇī, kuṇā mukhī aṅgār!
Tūca ghaḍavisī tūca phoḍisī
Kuravāḷisī tū tūca tāḍisī
Na kaḷe yātūn kāy joḍisī?
Desī ḍoḷe pari nirmisī tayāmpuḍhe andhār!
Lyrics: Ga Di Madgulkar
Music: Sudhir Phadke
Vocals: Sudhir Phadke
Raagas: Tilak Kamod, Des
English Meaning
On the spinning wheel, you shape the humble clay,
O Vitthala, you are the crazy potter!
With clay, water, light, and air,
You blend all into a grand creation fair.
The sky itself takes form thereafter,
And your endless tower of pots knows neither limit nor border!
Each pot bears a unique design,
Each destiny is distinct, divine.
Without you, who can ever divine
Why one receives butter and another burning coal in the shrine?
You alone shape, you alone shatter,
You console, yet strike with a clatter.
What you join, we cannot gather.
You give eyes, yet leave us in darkness thereafter!
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