Gopala Raja Stotra

His form like a peerless, massive tamala tree with a great spreading branch, wearing upon the king of mountains a single lock of golden hue, one hand resting charmingly at his waist, its reddened fingertips like a branch's very tip — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Whose beautiful eyes, likened to blossoming lotuses, are ever in bloom, bearing upon his handsome face a wondrous moon, his delicate nose set gracefully above his glistening, bimba-red 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 burn away the very 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 seems to sport instead with her reflection, his own cheeks bearing a clear pair of mirrors — 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, himself possessed of vast splendour, and swiftly wins from them the cherished jewels of their love; Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Wearing upon his lotus-dark brow a tilaka of liquid kumkum, as though placing a flickering point upon a still, dense cloud, as if to fashion some pretext to unsettle the honor of chaste women bewildered by his glory — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Preparing the cord of Cupid at his ears to bind the restless, cakora-bird eyes of the shy Radha, this eager youth moves about, his soft moon-ray glow set off by 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, like a mongoose devouring a snake, the fear that grips the young women's hearts — Gopala-raja reigns gloriously atop the lord of mountains.

Possessing a pair of thighs, like emerald plantain trunks, that shatter the pride of every such comparison, 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, jewel-box-like knees, 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, his gathered radiance surpassing the rising pride of intoxicated Cupid himself — 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 the very essence-jewel of his own 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.