Jaya Jaya Jaga Jana Locana Phanda
Song 6
(Refrain) jaya jaya jaga-jana-locana-phānda
rādhā-ramaṇa bṛndābana-cānda
(Refrain) Glory, glory to the Lord who is Radha's lover, the Lord who is like a trap to catch the eyes of the world's people, the Lord who is like a moon shining in Vrndavana!
abhinaba nīlajalada tanu ḍhala
ḍhala piñcha mukuṭa śire sājani
re kāñcana basana ratanamaya
ābharaṇa nūpura raṇaraṇi bājanī re
His form glistens like a dark new rain cloud. A peacock-feather crown adorns His head. His garments are golden. His ornaments are made of jewels. His anklets jangle.
indībara-yugasubhaga bilocana añcala cañcala kusuma-śare
abicala kula ramaṇī-gaṇa mānasa
jara jara antare madana-bhare
His graceful eyes are two blue lotus flowers. The restless glances from His eyes' corners are arrows of flowers, arrows that wound the saintly gopis ' amorous hearts.
bani bana-māla ājānu-lambita parimale ali-kula māti rahu
bimbādhara pare mohana muralī gā-ota gobinda-dāsa-pahu
A forest-flower garland hangs to His knees. Its fragrance makes the black bees wild with bliss. Placing the flute to His bimba -fruit lips, Govinda dasa's master plays enchanting melodies.
Translation
(Refrain) Glory, glory to the Lord who is Radha's lover, the Lord who is like a trap to catch the eyes of the world's people, the Lord who is like a moon shining in Vrndavana!
His form glistens like a dark new rain cloud. A peacock-feather crown adorns His head. His garments are golden. His ornaments are made of jewels. His anklets jangle.
His graceful eyes are two blue lotus flowers. The restless glances from His eyes' corners are arrows of flowers, arrows that wound the saintly gopis ' amorous hearts.
A forest-flower garland hangs to His knees. Its fragrance makes the black bees wild with bliss. Placing the flute to His bimba -fruit lips, Govinda dasa's master plays enchanting melodies.
Notes
This song is sung in Raga Sri.