Jaya Jaya Jaya Gunjavali Mandita

(Refrain) jaya jaya jaya guñjāvali-maṇḍita praṇaya-viśṛńkhala-gopī-maṇḍala-vara- bimbādhara-khaṇḍana-paṇḍita (1) sphurad-indīvara-nindi-kalevara rādhā-kuca-kuńkuma-bhara piñjara sundara-candraka-cūḍa manohara candrāvali-mānasa-śuka-pañjara (2) mṛga-vanitānana-tṛṇa-visraḿsana- karma-dhurandhara-muralī-kūjita svārasika-smita-suṣamonmādita- siddha-satī-nayanāñcala-pūjita (3) tāmbūlollasad-ānana-sārasa jāmbūnada-ruci-visphurad-ambara hara-kamalāsana-sanaka-sanātana- dhṛti-vidhvaḿsana-līlā-ḍambara

(Refrain) O Lord decorated with gunja, O Lord expert at biting the bimba fruit lips of the beautiful gopis passionately in love with You, all glories, all glories, all glories to You! (1) O Lord whose transcendental form eclipses the splendor of blossoming blue lotus flowers, O Lord who has become fair by the touch of the kunkuma from Radha's breasts, O Lord who wears a handsome peacock feather crown, O charming Lord, O cage where the parrot of Candravali's heart is confined, (2) O Lord whose flute-musi makes the grass fall from the does' mouths, O Lord worshiped by the sidelong glances of the saintly gopis maddened by the handsomeness of Your sweet smile, (3) O Lord whose lotus mouth is splendid with betel nuts, O Lord whose garments are magnificent as gold, O Lord whose many transcendental pastimes destroy the peaceful composure of Siva, Brahma, Sanaka Kumara, and Sanatana Gosvami,