Nāce Gorā Guṇa Maṇi Kebala Premera Khani

Lord Gaura, who has the jewels of all virtues, dances. He is a jewel-mine filled with the jewels of ecstatic spiritual love. Around Him on four sides are His dear companions. His glory is wonderful. He is like a golden moon surrounded by a host of stars.

His delicate form defeats the śirīṣa flower. His bodily hairs stand erect. His form charms every heart. He makes the blossoming lotus flowers’ pride flee far away. His smiling face and reddish lips make Kāmadeva feel humble and unworthy.

How many graceful movements does He not manifest as He dances? Raising His arms, He chants, “Hari!” Without stop He showers a great monsoon of nectar. His heart is filled with compassion. When He sees a fallen sinner, a flooding Gaṅgā of compassionate tears streams from His eyes.

The kholas and karatālas sound. Lord Gaura gracefully dances as He walks. Seeing Him, who would not become enchanted? Everyone is now wild with bliss. Sadness and suffering do not stay with anyone now. Alas! Narahari was somehow cheated of all that bliss.