Navadvipa Gagane Uyala Dina Rati lyrics

nabadvipa-gagane uyala dina rati ghana rase sincala sthala-cara jati

nabadvipa-gagane uyala dina rati ghana rase sincala sthala-cara jati

नबद्विपगगने उयल दिन रति घन रसे सिन्चल स्थलचर जति

Staying in the sky of Navadvipa, a monsoon cloud day and night showers nectar rains on the moving and unmoving beings.

dekha dekha gaura jalada abatara barikhaye preme amiya anibara

dekha dekha gaura jalada abatara barikhaye preme amiya anibara

देख देख गौर जलद अबतर बरिखये प्रेमे अमिय अनिबर

Look! Look! The monsoon cloud of Lord Gaura has descended to this world! Without stop It showers the nectar of ecstatic spiritual love.

tad-abadhi jaga-bhari dura-dina bhora hari-rase dagamaga jaga-jana bhora

tad-abadhi jaga-bhari dura-dina bhora hari-rase dagamaga jaga-jana bhora

तदबधि जगभरि दुरदिन भोर हरिरसे दगमग जगजन भोर

Now the whole world is filled with rain. Now the people are plunged in the nectar of Lord Krsna’s glories.

nacata unamata bhakata mayura abhakata bheka royata jale bura

nacata unamata bhakata mayura abhakata bheka royata jale bura

नचत उनमत भकत मयुर अभकत भेक रोयत जले बुर

Now the wild-peacock devotees dance. Even the beggar non-devotees are plunged in the nectar waters.

bhakati lata tina bhubana beyapa uttama adhama saba prema-phala paba

bhakati lata tina bhubana beyapa uttama adhama saba prema-phala paba

भकति लत तिन भुबन बेयप उत्तम अधम सब प्रेमफल पब

Nourished by the rains, the vine of bhakti grows very large and fills the three worlds. Everyone, from the highest to the lowest, will taste the fruit of divine love that grows on that vine.

kirtana kulisa roga banacari jnanase o ghana garaje bidari

kirtana kulisa roga banacari jnanase o ghana garaje bidari

किर्तन कुलिस रोग बनचरि ज्ननसे ओ घन गरजे बिदरि

The monsoon cloud of Lord Gaura hurls a thunderbolt of kirtana, a thunderbolt that falls on the imposter sannyasis. The roaring cloud hurls another thunderbolt, a thunderbolt that breaks the impersonalists into pieces.

cita bilopi kasila karama bhujanga niramila o kali-mada dahana taranga

cita bilopi kasila karama bhujanga niramila o kali-mada dahana taranga

चित बिलोपि कसिल करम भुजन्ग निरमिल ओ कलिमद दहन तरन्ग

Another thunderbolt cleaves in two the snake of karma’s heart. Then Kali-yuga’s bewildering illusions are drowned in that monsoon’s flooding waves of nectar.

tapita cataka tirapita bhela dasa-dika sabahum nadi rahi gela

tapita cataka tirapita bhela dasa-dika sabahum nadi rahi gela

तपित चतक तिरपित भेल दसदिक सबहुम नदि रहि गेल

The thirsty cataka birds of the devotees are all delighted by drinking the nectar falling from that monsoon cloud. Now the ten directions are filled with flooding rivers of nectar.

dubala abani kaho nahi thama samsarera acale rahalu balarama

dubala abani kaho nahi thama samsarera acale rahalu balarama

दुबल अबनि कहो नहि थम सम्सरेर अचले रहलु बलरम

The whole world is plunged in the flooding nectar of ecstatic spiritual love. There is no escape. Only Balarama dasa has escaped. Standing on the dry mountain peak of repeated birth and death, he has escaped that flood.