Gora Preme Gara Gara Nita I Amara

gorā-preme gara gara nitā-i āmāra aruṇa-nayane bahe suradhunī-dhāra

My Lord Nitāi is overcome with ecstatic love for Lord Caitanya. From Lord Nitāi’s reddened eyes flows a celestial Gaṅgā of tears.

bipula-pulakābalī śohe pahuṁ gāya gajendra-gamane heli duli cali yāya

The hairs of His body stand erect. Swaying to and fro, He walks like the king of elephants.

patitere nirakhiyā du-bāhu pasāri kole kari saghane bolaya hari hari

Seeing a fallen sinner, He extends His two arms, hugs the sinner, and begs, “Chant, `Hari! Hari!’ “.

emana dayāra nidhi ke ha-ibe āra narahari adhama tarite abatāra

Lord Nitāi is an ocean of mercy. How could it be otherwise. After all, He descended to this world to deliver the fallen sinner Narahari.