Gora Preme Matiya Nita I

gorā-preme mātiyā nitā-i jagata mātāya sa-karuṇa diṭhe ca-i

Intoxicated by the ecstasy of spiritual love for Lord Gaura, with a merciful glance Lord Nitāi now makes the whole world also intoxicated with that ecstasy.

nācaye ājānu bāhu tuli patitera kolete paḍaye ḍhuli ḍhuli

Raising His arms, arms that reach to His knees, Lord Nitāi dances. Hu hugs the fallen souls. He sways to and fro. Overcome with ecstatic love, he falls to the ground.

kata sukhe hiyā nā uthale mukha buka bhāsi yāya nayanera jale

How much spiritual bliss floods His heart? That bliss takes the form of tears, tears that flow down His face and chest. He floats in those tears.

prati aṅge pulakera ghaṭā madana mūrachi paḍe dekhi rūpa-chaṭā

The hairs on His every limbs stand erect. Seeing the glory of His spiritual form, Kāmadeva falls unconscious.

su-cānda-badane mṛdu hāsi kahite madhura kathā ḍhāle sudhā-rāśi

A gentle smile rests on His moonlike face. His sweet words are like a flood of nectar.

ki naba bhaṅgimā rāṅgā pāya narahari parāṇa majila mene tāya

How glorious are His ever-new graceful reddish feet! To Lord Nitāi’s feet Narahari dāsa dedicates His every breath.