Gora Mora Dayara Abadhi Guna Nidhi

gorā mora dayāra abadhi guṇa-nidhi suradhunī-tīre nadīyā nagare gaurāṅga bihare nirabadhi

My Lord Gaura is a great treasure-house of mercy. In the towns of Nadīyā and by the Gaṅgā’s banks Lord Gaurāṅga enjoys pastimes without stop.

bhuja-yuga āropiya bhakatera kāndhe calite nā pāre gorā hari-bola baliyā kānde

Now Lord Gaura has no power to walk. His arms rest around the devotees’ shoulders. Chanting “Haribol!”, He weeps.

preme chala chala nayana-yugala kata nadī bahe dhāre pulaka pūrala saba kalebara dharaṇī dharite nāre

How many rivers of tears of love flow from His eyes? The hairs of His body stand erect. Now He has no power to stand on the earth.

saṅge pāriṣada phire nirantara hari hari bola bole sakhāra kāndhe bhuja yuga diyā helite dulite cale

Without stop He dances with His associates. “Hari! Haribol!”, He chants. His arms on His friends’ shoulders, He walks with difficulty.

bhubana bhariyā prema ubhārila patita-pābana nāma śuniyā bharasā paramānandera manete nā laya āna

He fills the worlds with the nectar of ecstatic spiritual love. His name is Patita-pāvana (the purifier of the fallen). With great faith Paramānanda hears of His glories. No one else stays in Paramānanda’s heart.