Gauranga Nahite Tabe Ki Ha Ite

gaurāṅga nahite tabe ki ha-ite kemane dharite de rādhāra mahimā prema-rasa-sīmā jagate jānā-ite ke

If Gauranga had not appeared, what would have become of us? How would we have held on to life? Who would have made known to the world the glory of Radha, the ultimate limit of the mellows of love?

madhura bṛndā- binipna mādhuri prabeśa cāturī sāra baraja yubatī bhābera bhakati śakati ha-ite kāra

Who would have had the power to render ecstatic devotional service that follows in the footsteps of the damsels of Vraja? Indeed, the clever expertise of the Vraja-gopis is a prerequisite for entering the supremely sweet forest of Vrinda Devi.

gā-o punaḥ punaḥ gaurāṅgera guṇa sarala ha-iya mana e bhaba-sāgare emana dayāla na dekhi ye eka-jana

Sing again and again the glories of Gauranga, with a simple heart. In this ocean of material existence I see no one so merciful.

gaurāṅga baliyā na genu galiyā kemane dharinu de narahari hiyā pāṣāṇa diyā kemana gaḍiyāche

Why did I not melt away by chanting "Gauranga"? How could I bear to go on living? Narahari says: Of what has the Creator made my heart—stone?