Dekha Dekha Adabhuta Sundara Saci Suta

dekha dekha adabhuta sundara śacī-suta aparūpa bihi niramāṇa ḍagamaga hiraṇa kiraṇa jini tanu-ruci hari hari bolata bayāna

Look! Look at Śacī's wonderfully handsome son! What a wonder has destiny created in Him! His form is more glorious than gold. His mouth is filled with the words, “Hari! Hari!"

bhālahi malayaja bindu-birājita tachu-para alakā-hilola kanaka saroja cānda janu ujora tahi beḍi ali-kula dola

His forehead is splendidly decorated with drops of sandal-paste. His curly hair falls in waves. He is splendid like a moon or a golden lotus, a golden lotus surrounded by the restless black bees of His hair.

du-nayana aruṇa kamala-dala gaṇjana khaṇjana jiniyā cakora yaichana śikhila gānthala moti-phala taiche bahata ghana lora

His two eyes rebuke the red lotus petals. His eyes defeat the khaṇjana and cakora birds. His tears teach the strings of pearls how to shine with glory.

nija guṇa nāma gāna-rasa-sāyare jaga-jana nimagana kela dīna hīna rāmānanda taṅhi bañcita kiñcita paraśa nā bhela

He plunges the people of the world into the nectar ocean of songs chanting His holy names and describing His transcendental glories. Poor fallen Rāmānanda is cheated of that ocean of nectar. He cannot touch even a drop of it.