Jaya Jaya Śrī Caitanya Patita Pābana
Glory, glory to Śrī Caitanya, the savior of the fallen! Glory to Lord Nityānanda, the savior of the shelterless!
Glory to Advaitacandra, who is an ocean of mercy! Glory to Rūpa Gosvāmī and Sanātana Gosvāmī! Glory to Gadādhara Paṇḍita!
Glory to Śrī Jīva Gosvāmī, Gopāla Bhaṭṭa Gosvāmī, Raghunātha dāsa Gosvāmī, Raghunātha Bhaṭṭa Gosvāmī, the residents of Vraja, and all the Vaiṣṇavas!
Glory to the devotees who live in Navadvīpa! All of you please give your mercy to me.
O Vaiṣṇavas, please be merciful to me. Bring me to Jāhnavā-devī's feet and give me shelter there.
I am very unfortunate. I do not understand the Vaiṣṇavas. I pray that the Vaiṣṇavas will be merciful to me.
O Vaiṣṇavas, please give me the gift of devotion to my spiritual master's feet. By the power of his feet, I will find the truth.
O brāhmaṇas, please be kind to me. Please make my heart steady at my spiritual master's feet.
I, who am poor, lowly, and have nothing of value, take shelter of the feet of all living entities, both high and low.
O Vaiṣṇavas, please be merciful and give to me this boon: Please give your attention to this book.
By writing this book I will attain the Vaiṣṇavas' mercy. O my brothers, by the Vaiṣṇavas' mercy I will attain Lord Kṛṣṇa.
O my brothers, please know that a person who turns away from the Vaiṣṇavas lives in vain. This everyone knows.
In the realm of Śrī Vaikuṇṭha, in the forest of Niḥśreyasa-vana are numberless beautiful kalpataru trees.
Among the trees in that eternal abode this tree, king of the kalpataru trees of auspiciousness, is manifest eternally.
That tree is very wonderful to see. It has three branches: 1. upadeśa (teaching), 2. upalabdhi (realization), and 3. ucchwāsa (ecstasy).
On that tree are beautiful flowers of pure devotional service and numberless fruits that bear the name “kalyāṇa" (auspiciousness).
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Good people who take shelter of that tree may gather many kalyāṇa fruits of devotional service to Lord Kṛṣṇa.
Becoming powerful by the mercy at my spiritual master's feet, I brought that wonderful tree here.
My heart is very hard. When I carried it, I destroyed that tree's beauty. O saintly devotees, please hear this.
All of you please become the gardeners of this tree. Nourishing on with the water of Your faith, please make it beautiful again.
Then the tree will bear the auspicious fruits of service to the divine couple, and you will all taste the sweetness of those fruits.
Stay far away from the flames of faulty, materialistic logic. Chant, "Hari!", dance, and taste these fruits of devotional service.