Ānanda Kanda Nitā I Cānda

Lord Nitāicandra is the root of transcendental bliss. His eyes are reddish. His face is glorious. His anklets jangle. He chants, “Hari! Hari!” Surrounded by the devotees, He enjoys pastimes of dancing. His talking is waves of nectar. He gently smiles. His words are sweet. His neck sways to and fro.

He hugs the fallen souls. Lord Gaura is the whole world to Him. Day and night He is overcome with spiritual bliss. To the people of this world He earnestly gives the gift of ecstatic spiritual love. In the kīrtana of chanting the holy names, He is the king of they who taste nectar. He glistens like a golden mountain. He sings sweet sweet songs of Lord Kṛṣṇa’s nectar Vraja pastimes.

Falling to the ground, He is covered wityh dust. He loudly laughs. Overcome with ecstatic spiritual love, He rolls about on the ground. Sometimes He is restless. Sometimes He is playful. Sometimes He perspires. Sometimes He laments. Sometimes His bodily hairs stand up. Sometimes He calls out. Sometimes He leaps. Sometimes He hides and let out long sighs.

He is an ocean of mercy. He is everyone’s friend. He is a moon glistening in the darkness of Kali-yuga. He gives eyes to the people of the world. He pulls away the curtain of illusions. He fulfills everyone’s desires. To the blind, fallen, poor, wicked souls of this world He gives the gift of ecstatic spiritual love. He delivers all the world. Only Rādhā-vallabha dāsa is not delivered. Only he is cheated.