Verse 1

Verse 2

Verse 3

Verse 4

Verse 1

Now at dusk, at the time when returning cows raise dust with their hooves, at an auspicious moment, Lord Gaura, who has the jewels of all virtues, who charms the worlds, whose form is graceful. delicate, and effulgent, and who is dressed in glorious garments, is married. His handsomeness breaks the pride of millions of Kāmadevas. His lotus glances delight the peoples' hearts. Gently, gently smiling, He glances in the different directions. His effulgence fills the four directions with light.

Verse 2

Accompanied by a host of saintly brahmanas, with graceful stately strides He walks to Vallabha Acārya's home. The poets speak auspicious words. The worlds are filled with sounds of “Jaya! Jaya!" The dancers dance. "Thaitata! Thoṅga! Thoṅgina!", their dancing footsteps sing. How many dances do they dance? They are graceful and glorious. They shower nectar.

Verse 3

How many musical instruments sound how many glorious melodies? The musicians gracefully play together. The musicians seem to churn the great ocean of sweet music. They swim in that ocean. Gathering in the sky, the demigods watch with unblinking eyes. The hairs of their bodies stand erect. Unseen, they descend to the earth. What joy is in their hearts!

Verse 4

Countless men and women run on the streets. Their happiness has no equal. Hundreds and hundreds of lamps glisten. The moon, the master of the night, brilliantly shines. The whole world blossoms with bliss. The Ganga overflows. What shall Narahari dāsa say? Even the birds and beasts float in an ocean of bliss.