Vimala Hema Jini Tanu Anupama Re lyrics

vimala hema jini tanu anupāma re tāhe śobhe nānā phula-dāma kadamba keśara jini ekati pulaka re tara mājhe bindu bindu ghāma

vimala hema jini tanu anupama re tahe sobhe nana phula-dama kadamba kesara jini ekati pulaka re tara majhe bindu bindu ghama

विमल हेम जिनि तनु अनुपाम रे ताहे शोभे नाना फुलदाम कदम्ब केशर जिनि एकति पुलक रे तर माझे बिन्दु बिन्दु घाम

His peerless form defeats the purest gold and is decorated with a wealth of many kinds of flowers. The hairs on that form, standing erect and interspersed with drops of perspiration, defeat the beauty of the filaments of the kadamba flower.

calite nā pāre gorā- cānda gosāñi re balite nā pāre ādha bola bhāve avaśa ha-iyā hari hari bolāiyā ācaṇḍāle dhari dei kola

calite na pare gora- canda gosani re balite na pare adha bola bhave avasa ha-iya hari hari bolaiya acandale dhari dei kola

चलिते ना पारे गोरा चान्द गोसाञि रे बलिते ना पारे आध बोल भावे अवश हैया हरि हरि बोलाइया आचण्डाले धरि देइ कोल

That Lord Gauracanda has lost the power to walk properly. He is even unable to speak more than half words. Overcome with ecstatic love and chanting, “Hari! Hari!” He embraces everyone, down to the lowly candala, in His arms.

gamana manthara-gati jini maya-matta hātī bhāvāveśe ḍhuli ḍhuli jāya aruṇa vasana-chabi jini prabhātera ravi gorā aṅge laharī khelāya

gamana manthara-gati jini maya-matta hati bhavavese dhuli dhuli jaya aruna vasana-chabi jini prabhatera ravi gora ange lahari khelaya

गमन मन्थरगति जिनि मयमत्त हाती भावावेशे ढुलि ढुलि जाय अरुण वसनछबि जिनि प्रभातेर रवि गोरा अङ्गे लहरी खेलाय

Overcome with ecstatic love, His staggering gait defeats the walking of intoxicated elephants. Clothed in saffron garments surpassing the beauty of the rising sun, the movement of His golden limbs resembles the dancing of waves.

e hena sampada kāle gorā nā bhajiluñ hele tuyā pade nā kariluñ āśa śrī-kṛṣṇa-caitanya ṭhākura śrī-nityānanda guṇa gāya vṛndāvana dāsa

e hena sampada kale gora na bhajilun hele tuya pade na karilun asa sri-krsna-caitanya thakura sri-nityananda guna gaya vrndavana dasa

ए हेन सम्पद काले गोरा ना भजिलुञ हेले तुया पदे ना करिलुञ आश श्रीकृष्णचैतन्य ठाकुर श्रीनित्यानन्द गुण गाय वृन्दावन दास

Alas! At that blissfully fortunate time I did not worship Gaura. I did not yearn to attain His feet. Lamenting in this way, Vrndavan Das sings the glories of Sri Krsna Caitanya and Thakur Sri Nityananda.