The Moonlike Prabhu Gaura

Sri Gauracandrasya
Vrndavana das Thakur
(Dhanazi-raga)

(1)
vimala hema jini tanu anupAma re
tAhe zobhe nAnA phula-dAma
kadamba kezara jini ekati pulaka re
tara mAjhe bindu bindu ghAma

His peerless form defeats the purest gold and is decorated with a wealth of many kinds of flowers.
The hairs on that form, standing erect and interspersed with drops of perspiration,
defeat the beauty of the filaments of the kadamba flower.

(2)
calite nA pAre gorA- cAnda gosAJi re
balite nA pAre Adha bola
bhAve avaza ha-iyA hari hari bolAiyA
AcaNDAle dhari dei kola

That Lord Gauracanda has lost the power to walk properly. He is even unable to speak more than half words.
Overcome with ecstatic love and chanting, “Hari! Hari!” He embraces everyone, down to the lowly candala, in His arms.

(3)
gamana manthara-gati jini maya-matta hAtī
bhAvAveze Dhuli Dhuli jAya
aruNa vasana-chabi jini prabhAtera ravi
gorA aGge laharI khelAya

Overcome with ecstatic love, His staggering gait defeats the walking of intoxicated elephants.
Clothed in saffron garments surpassing the beauty of the rising sun,
the movement of His golden limbs resembles the dancing of waves.

(4)
e hena sampada kAle gorA nA bhajiluJ hele
tuyA pade nA kariluJ Aza
zrI-kRSNa-caitanya ThAkura zrI-nityAnanda
guNa gAya vRndAvana dAsa

Alas! At that blissfully fortunate time I did not worship Gaura. I did not yearn to attain His feet.
Lamenting in this way, Vrindavan Das sings the glories of Sri Krishna Chaitanya and Thakur Sri Nityananda.