O master of my life, this person places an appeal before You. O Govinda, O moon of Gokula, O source of all transcendental bliss, O beloved of the gopis, please cast Your glance upon me.
“O Sri Rama! O Govinda! O Mukunda! O Sauri! O Sri Krsna! O Narayana! O Vasudeva!” I offer my obeisances unto you, Sri Siva, who are the monarch ruling over all the bee-like devotees who are mad to drink the nectar of these and other innumerable names of Hari…
I offer my obeisances to you who are a festival of auspiciousness for the eyes of Gauri, who are the lord of her life-energy, who bestow rasa and are expert in forever singing songs with eagerness of the pastimes of Govinda.
…as a source of happiness, but understand them as distress. Be absorbed in full thought of Govinda, associate with His devotees and conclude that loving devotional service is the goal of life.…
O my mind, abandon everything and serve the Supreme Controller Lord Hari, with a desire to attain love of God. Only hanker for the service of Govinda, the reservoir of all pleasure in Braja.
O Govinda! Child! Giver of liberation! Butter-thief! Lord whorshiped by the brahmanas! Lord who keep the brahmaṇas in Your heart! Lord who destroys Brahmā's pride!
Lord present in every heart! Govinda! Resting-place of the worlds! Lord present everywhere in the universe! Nārāyaṇa! Jagannātha! Śrī Viṣṇu! Lord who rescue the devotees from troubles!
Govinda's form is eternally real, and his servants are eternal too. The land of Vrindavana is full of divine splendor — the very essence of beauty in the three worlds; there is no other place like it, remembering which prema arises.
The moon casts cool rays; wish-fulfilling trees abound in good qualities; trees and vines offer their shade in every season. Govinda, ever blissful, sports nearby with a multitude of women — a most beautiful, sweet pastime.
Govinda, full of bliss, sports most beautifully with the multitude of women nearby. The love of both overflows, trembling with intensity; each is deeply attached to the other. Each is enthralled by the other's beauty; each steals the other's heart.
The happiness of the senses is full of poison. Pride does not bring happiness. These things do not bring happiness. They bring only pain. Taste the nectar of serving Lord Govinda. Associate with His devotees. Learn the truth of loving devotional service.
The treasure of divine love does not present itself before the demons that turn their backs on Lord Govinda, become angry when they see the devotees, and think the devotees are ordinary people.
O mind, renounce everything and desire only to love and serve the Supreme Personality of Godhead, Lord Hari. Lord Govinda, the best of them who taste transcendental nectar, stays in King Nanda's house. Desire Him alone.
In a temple of jewels in Vṛndāvana, underneath a desire tree, Śrī Śrī Rādhā-Govinda, served by Their most confidential associates, sit upon an effulgent throne. I offer my most humble obeisances unto Them.
There Sri Hari has taken the form of Govinda, who gives pleasure to all, whose crooked glance is quite captivating, whose mouth is gently smiling, who is standing in His tribanga pose, whose complexion is a very effulgent syama color, and whose limbs are…
…helpless fallen souls, I offer my most humble obeisances again and again. bhaja re! bhaja govinda gopāla hare rādhe govinda, rādhe govinda, rādhe govinda rādhe gopāla, rādhe gopāla, rādhe gopāla aise śrī bhagavāna ko (mere) bārambāra praṇām hai iv*…
In a temple of jewels in Vṛndāvana, underneath a desire tree, Srī Srī Rādhā-Govinda, served by Their most confidential associates, sit upon an effulgent throne. I offer my most humble obeisances unto Them.
In Srivasa-angana, Srivasa Thakura’s divine courtyard, He inaugurated the auspicious reverberations of the kirtana in a booming voice: “Gopala! Govinda!”
O my Lord Madana Gopāla! O Govinda, the Lord of the gopīs! You are the protector of the helpless. Please be merciful to this fallen soul. I am imprisoned in this formidable ocean of material existence. Kindly pick me up with the rope of Your mercy.
The transcendental body of Govinda is eternal. His servants are eternal. The abode of Vṛndāvana is effulgent. The water of the Yamunā is crystal clear. There are eight kuñjas or groves on the banks of Yamunā.
Śrī Govinda is personified bliss. He is surrounded by the gopīs and enjoys various sweet pastimes. They are overwhelmed by love, attracted and attached to each other’s beauty.
Glory to Śrī Rādhā! Glory to Lord Kṛṣṇa! Glory to Lord Govinda! Glory to the Yamunā! Glory to Vṛndāvana! Glory to Lord Caitanya and Lord Nityānanda! Glory to Rūpa Gosvāmī and Sanātana Gosvāmī!
Ah, Govinda, so full of beauty, we offer our obeisances unto you for the sake of our own well-being; graciously bestow upon us, with joy, but a single drop of that pure love which shines so openly, revealed like the moon itself, within you.
…the very swift prowess by which the mountain was held aloft — we glorify you today, O Govinda, whose form shames even the delight-giving splendor of a cluster of blue lotus petals, O joy of the moon-faced household of Nanda; we offer our glorification unto…