Aha Mari Mari Gaurangacandera Carite Keba Na Jhure

āhā mari mari gaurāṅgacāndera carite keba na jhure nadīyā-nibāsī niśi adaraśe parāṇa dharite nāre

Alas! Alas! Alas! Who does not weep because of child Gaurāṅgacandra's pastimes? Unable at night to see child Gauracandra, Nadīyā's people cannot maintain their lives.

śutiyā swapane āna nāhi jāne mana sarabasa gorā rajanī-prabhāte gorā gorā bali jāgiyā se rase bhorā

Lying on their beds to sleep, they cannot think of anything but child Gaurāṅgacandra. Their hearts are rapt in thinking of child Gaurāṅgacandra. At dawn they rise and say, "Gaura! Gaura!" They are overcome with the nectar of love for child Gaura.

bṛddha bṛddha yata puruṣa prakṛti upamā nāhika kāru kata na yatane kebā sirajila swabhāba carita cāru

The men and women cannot think of any metaphors or similes to describe child Gaura. How many times did they try? No one could think of anything that would compare to child Gaura's beautiful glories.

narahari pahuṁ nichani se saba bṛddha parijana pāśe gorā sneha-bhare gara gara kichu kahe su-madhura bhāṣe

With their friends at their side, all the adults of Nadīyā worship the child that is Narahari's master. To child Gaura they speak sweet words filled with love.