Always accompanied by His brother Nityananda,

The most merciful of all is Lord Gauranga.

A sight for the sorest eyes is His golden, divine vision,

To distribute the holy name to the world is His mission.

To go back to godhead, to return to Krishna, that is the goal,

To whomever He would meet, He would request “Haribol.”

So sublime was His chanting,

Surpassed only by His dancing.

The true emotions of real bhakti,

He revealed through His shakti.

Intense love for Krishna, He was caught by the fever,

In the power of the holy name, He made me a believer.

In every village will be heard His name, through every inch of space,

I chant the names of Krishna and Rama to put a smile on His face.