Dekha Dekha Adabhuta Sundara Śacī Suta
Gāndhāra-rāga
Look! Look at Śacī's wonderfully handsome son! What a wonder has destiny created in Him! His form is more glorious than gold. His mouth is filled with the words, “Hari! Hari!"
His forehead is splendidly decorated with drops of sandal-paste. His curly hair falls in waves. He is splendid like a moon or a golden lotus, a golden lotus surrounded by the restless black bees of His hair.
His two eyes rebuke the red lotus petals. His eyes defeat the khaṇjana and cakora birds. His tears teach the strings of pearls how to shine with glory.
He plunges the people of the world into the nectar ocean of songs chanting His holy names and describing His transcendental glories. Poor fallen Rāmānanda is cheated of that ocean of nectar. He cannot touch even a drop of it.