Gorā Baḍa Dayāra Ṭhākura

Supremely merciful Lord Gaura now makes the clouds of saṅkīrtana shower a great monsoon of ecstatic spiritual love.

In the center of a host of associates, He is glorious. Hiw wonderful form fills all the worlds with light.

How many graceful motions does He manifest as He dances? Seeing His graceful dancing, what person can keep his heart peaceful?

Karatālas and mṛdaṅgas sound. Sweet songs are sung, songs like waves of nectar.

Someone laughs. Another weeps. Another falls to the ground. No one is peaceful.

The earth and sky are filled with sounds of, “Jaya!” Even the fallen wretch Narahari dāsa is wild with bliss.