Jivera Bhagye Avani Aila Gaurahari
jīvera bhāgye avanī āilā gaurahari
bhuvanamohana rūpa sonāra putali
To the great fortune of the people, Gaura hari to world has come, revealing his world-enchanting beauty like an idol made of gold.
harināmāmṛta diyā karilā cetana
kaliyuge chila yata jīva acetana
With the nectar-tonic of Hari's names he has revived, the sleeping souls of the turbid kali age.
nityānanda advaita ācārya gadādhara
sakala bhakata mājhe sāje pahu bara
The most excellent and illustrious lord, in the company of Nityananda, the preceptor Advaita and Gadadhara, shines resplendant in the midst of his devoted train.
khola karatāla mandirā ghana rola
bhāvera āveśe gorā bale hari bola
The khol and the karatalas and booming mandiras resound, and Gora, in his ecstatic trance cries, " Hari bol!" to all.
bhuja tuli nāce pahu śacira nandana
rāmāi sundara nāce śrīraghunandana
With arms uplifted dances the lord, son of Saci, and so dances Ramai sundara and Raghunandana too!
śrīnivāsa haridāsa āra vakreśvara
dvija haridāsa nāce paṇḍita sankara
Srinivas and Haridas and the scholar Vakresvara, and Dvija Hari das dances and the scholar Sankara.
jaya jaya jaya dhvani jagate prakāśa
ānande magana bhela vṛṇdāvanadāsa
Hail, all hail and yet again all hail; the world is filled with exultant cries of triumph, and Vrndavana das becomes deeply immersed in rapturous delight.
Translation
To the great fortune of the people, Gaura hari to world has come, revealing his world-enchanting beauty like an idol made of gold.
With the nectar-tonic of Hari's names he has revived, the sleeping souls of the turbid kali age.
The most excellent and illustrious lord, in the company of Nityananda, the preceptor Advaita and Gadadhara, shines resplendant in the midst of his devoted train.
The khol and the karatalas and booming mandiras resound, and Gora, in his ecstatic trance cries, " Hari bol!" to all.
With arms uplifted dances the lord, son of Saci, and so dances Ramai sundara and Raghunandana too!
Srinivas and Haridas and the scholar Vakresvara, and Dvija Hari das dances and the scholar Sankara.
Hail, all hail and yet again all hail; the world is filled with exultant cries of triumph, and Vrndavana das becomes deeply immersed in rapturous delight.