Gaura Naba Ghana Prema Dhara Barisila

gaura naba-ghana prema-dhārā bariṣila tṛṣita tāpita jība tirapita bhela

The new raincloud of Lord Gaura showered a monsoon of ecstatic spiritual love a monsoon that delighted the thirsty souls suffering from the burning heat.

durmati kaṭhina māṭī bhakti-cāṣe cūra upajila jība-hṛde premera aṅkura

The ploughman of devotional service plowed the hard earth of the sinners’ wicked hearts and broke up its hardness. Then the plowman watered that ground. Then the first sprout of ecstatic spiritual love appeared.

se aṅkure bhakti-bāri nitā-i secila dine dine prema-taru bāḍhiyā uṭhila

Lord Nitāi nourished that sprout with the waters of devotional service. Day by day the tree of ecstatic spiritual love grew and grew.

dharila premera phala saba jība-tare ananta baṇcita bhela nija karma-phere

Finally that tree bore the fruit of ecstatic spiritual love a fruit that delivers every soul. Alas! Ananta dāsa could not taste that fruit. His own past karma cheated him of that fruit.