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Loka Samasta jaya jaya vamsi-vadya-visarada lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu hara-kalapa-rucancita-kundala lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu bhasura-kutila-kacarpita-candraka lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu jangama-nava-tapinccha-nagopama lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu rocanaya krta-caru-visesaka lokah samastah sukhino bhavantu All glories,
all glories to You, O Lord expert at playing the flute. Your restless,
love-filled eyes defeat the autumn lotus flowers, and You steal
away the peaceful composure of the wives of the Siddhas and Caranas.
O hero. . . . May all the
worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! You are decorated
with splendid jeweled necklaces and earrings, You stay
on Govardhana Hill, which glistens with many pleasant lakes, Your transcendental
form decorates Your ornaments, and You found
and killed the bull-demon Aristasura. O hero . . . . May all the
worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! You wear
a peacock feather in Your splendid, curling hair, Your face
is more splendid than a host of moons, You enjoy
amorous battle in a cottage in the forest grove, and Your arms
are two bold snakes eager to enjoy the nectar happiness of embracing
the gopis. O hero . . . . May all the
worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! You are like
a moving young tamala tree, You sincerely
and expertly fulfill all the desires of the cowherd people, You hold
a staff in Your right hand, and Your splendor
eclipses millions of suns and moons. O hero . . . May all the
worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! You are decorated
with handsome tilaka drawn with the yellow pigment gorocana, Your transcendental
qualities delight Ananta Sesa, Brahma, Sanaka Kumara, and Sanandana
Kumara. O handsome
hero, please fill me with transcendental happiness. May all the
worlds become happy by chanting Your glories! |