जय जय मरकत कन्दल सुन्दर

All glories, all glories to You, O Lord as beautiful as a fresh shoot of emerald, O Lord dressed in yellow garments of the finest gold, O Lord and king of the people of Vrndavana!

O Lord decorated with a beautiful garland of fragrant forest flowers, O Lord whose lotus face is decorated with the splendor of a very gentle smile, O Lord expert at enjoying ever-new transcendental pastimes,

O Lord charmingly decorated with forest gunja and a splendid peacock feather crown, O blossoming asoka tree that attracts the bumblebees of the supremely virtuous gopis' hearts,

O Lord who expertly fills with music the flute in Your hand, O Lord who delights the heart of the king of the gopas, O Lord to whom Siva, Sanatana Gosvami, Sanatana Kumara, Sanaka Kumara, Sanandana Kumara, Narada, and Brahma bow down.