Verse 1

Verse 2

Verse 3

Verse 4

Verse 1

Lord Gaura is a flowing river of spiritual love, a river where Lord Nitāi is the waves and mercy is the breeze blowing in the four directions. Now the ecstasies of love rise and fall in that river. Now the world lets out a tumultous roar. Now every person's burning sufferings and thirsts are at once destroyed.

Verse 2

Look! Look! There are the merciful Lords Caitanya and Nitāi! In the moonlight the swans of the devotees drink and drink from that river of love. Loudly they sing. Not one of them is cheated of drinking that nectar.

Verse 3

Rūpa Gosvāmī and Sanātana Gosvāmī dive deep into that river. Up they come holding treasures of many jewels, jewels they carefully string onto vines of devotional service, string into necklaces they place on the fallen souls' necks, souls the flames of whose sufferings will soon be extinguished, will far away be cast.

Verse 4

In those waters of nectar grows a lotus forest filled with nectar pastimes of saṅkīrtana, a forest whose fragrance fills the worlds, a forest where the wild bumblebees and blossoming flowers are the devotees. Alas! Kṛṣṇa dāsa is still cheated of the nectar of that forest.