Jaya Jaya Jaga Jana Locana Phanda

jaya jaya jaga-jana-locana-phanda radha-ramana brndabana-canda

Glory, glory to the Lord who is Radha's lover, the Lord who is like a trap to catch the eyes of the world's people, the Lord who is like a moon shining in Vrndavana!

abhinaba nilajalada tanu dhala dhala pincha mukuta sire sajani re kancana basana ratanamaya abharana nupura ranarani bajani re

His form glistens like a dark new rain cloud. A peacock-feather crown adorns His head. His garments are golden. His ornaments are made of jewels. His anklets jangle.

indibara-yugasubhaga bilocana ancala cancala kusuma-sare abicala kula ramani-gana manasa jara jara antare madana-bhare

His graceful eyes are two blue lotus flowers. The restless glances from His eyes' corners are arrows of flowers, arrows that wound the saintly gopis' amorous hearts.

bani bana-mala ajanu-lambita parimale ali-kula mati rahu bimbadhara pare mohana murali ga-ota gobinda-dasa-pahu

A forest-flower garland hangs to His knees. Its fragrance makes the black bees wild with bliss. Placing the flute to His bimba-fruit lips, Govinda dasa's master plays enchanting melodies.