Dekha Dekha Soi Mūratimaya Leha

Look! Look at His glorious form! Filling the cups of your eyes, drink the sweetness of the nectar of This form effulgent like gold!

In ancient times He was like a glorious moon shining in the land of Gokula. He had a dark complexion. He was filled with the nectar of sweetness. All the universes were born from Him. He was the passionate lover of the teenage gopīs. He was like a swiftly flowing stream of the sweetest fragrance.

In ancient times He was like an ornament on the fair vraja-gopīs' breasts. That is why He now has a fair complexion. Descending to the land of West Bengal, He has become a kalpa-vṛkṣa tree of spiritual love.

He fills all the worlds with bliss. He is rich with the wealth of saṅkīrtana. Day and night He is wild with ecstasy. Where is the blazing forest fire of birth and death now? Where are the sins of Kali-yuga now? Now He stands before Hari-vallabha (Viśvanātha Cakravartī).