Gopala Raja Stotra

His form a peerless, massive tamala tree, upon whose broad branch of an arm he holds the best of mountains like a single golden-hued cluster of blossoms, charming with the reddish branch-tip of his other hand placed at his waist — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Bearing a wondrous moon, his handsome face, which makes bloom the lotuses called his lovely eyes, the fine nostrils of his nose seeming to smell the glistening bimba fruit of his lips — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Bearing the swift arrow of his sidelong glance, sharpened as it flies from within the curved bow of his restless, crooked eyebrows, as though to drive far away the great lion of Radha's patience — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Knowing, as it were, that even a mere kiss of Radha's face is hard to obtain here, he bears a clear pair of mirrors in the guise of his cheeks, as if to sport with her through her reflection even from far away — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

With the fragrant breezes from his rows of teeth, which outshine heaps of ripe pomegranate seeds glittering with masses of lustre, he has made the tongues of the parrots that are the young women's hearts wildly greedy — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

By offering draughts of the honeyed nectar of his words, he maddens at will the whole multitude of cowherd women, though they possess great dignity, and then swiftly wins from them the cherished jewels of their love; Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Wearing on his blue-lotus-like brow a tilaka of liquid kumkum, as if holding a streak of motionless lightning on a dense mass of cloud, as if to strike fear into the good name of innocent, chaste young women — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Eager to bind the two young, restless cakora birds of shy Radha's eyes, he readies the cords of Cupid that are his ears and spreads the soft moonbeams of his shark-shaped earrings — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Snatching away the jewel-like faculties of the young women through the skillful soldiers of his roving glances, placing that plunder within the palace of his heart, then joyfully shutting it behind the emerald door of his chest — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Bearing here the fierce line of fine hair that creeps upward, serpent-like, from the pool of his navel toward the charming triple fold of his waist, as if instantly to swallow the mouse of the young women's fear of their husbands — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Possessing a pair of thighs that crush the pride of plantain trunks made of emerald, a very abode of great sweetness for his beloveds, made charming by his full, gracefully rounded hips — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

With a pair of small knees like caskets of Cupid's finest jewels, graceful calves, and a beautiful pair of lotus feet, his limbs adorned with manifold garments and ornaments, his throat lovely — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

His very form seeming fashioned from the massed love of Sri Vitthala, nourished by the excellent nectar of his loyal servants' devoted care, the abundance of his radiance conquering the whole rising host of intoxicated Cupids — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Accepting his cherished names offered with manifold flowers of devotion, his body thrilling with ecstasy here through the great friendship of Sri Vitthala, graciously bestowing upon him his own necklace of the jewels of love — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Whoever, with full faith, makes his tongue dance forth these playful, love-bestowing verses in praise of Gopala-raja who shines resplendent atop the king of mountains, swiftly obtains, as grace, that very jewel of divine love.