Aju Purnima Saja Samaye Rahu Sasi Garasi

āju pūrṇimā sāja samaye rāhu śaśī garāsi gauracandra udaye bhabahi tāpatama bināśi

Now it is the full-moon. Rāhu swallows the moon. The moon of Lord Gaura rises. Now all sufferings are destroyed.

praphullita saba bhakta-hṛdaya dhiraja nā dharu ko-i sītā-pati niyaḍe calata ati unamata ho-i

The devotees’ hearts blossom with bliss. No one is peaceful. Lord Advaita approaches. He is wild with bliss.

ghana ghana huṅkārata adwaita parama dhīra bilasata priya-gaṇa saha grahaṇe suradhunī-tīra

Saintly Lord Advaita roars. During the eclipse on the Gaṅgā's banks He enjoys pastimes with His companions.

maṅgala kala-raba saba nadīyā-pura bhari bhela kautuke ko-i jānata nāhi kaiche rajanī gela

All of Nadīyā's towns are filled with auspicious sounds. No one can identify anyone else in the darkness of night.

miśra-bhabana śobhā śubha sampada sukha bāḍhi āyata bahu loka kona yata bhabana chāḍi

Jagannātha Miśra's house is filled with beauty splendor opulence and bliss. Leaving their own homes everyone goes there.

bāyata mṛdu-bādya sarasa bādaka muda māti gāyaka-gaṇa gāna-nipuṇa gāyata kata bhānti

The instrumental music is sweet. The musicians are all wild with bliss. How many glorious songs do the expert singers sing?

nartaka kṛta nṛtya tāttā thai tāthai ucāri nirmala yaśa bhaṇata bhāṭa bhaṅgī bhara bithāri

The dancers dance. “Thai tāthai!” the rhythms declare. The poets recite graceful words describing His pure glories.

yācaka mana toṣi miśra deta ucita dāna nirupama nabanīta raṅga nirakhata ghanaśyāma

Giving proper charity Jagannātha Miśra satisfies the beggars’ hearts. Ghanaśyāma gazes at the peerless infant an infant fair like new butter.