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The lotus flowers of Lord Chaitanya's eyes were covered with the flowing drops of honey that were His tears. The hairs of His body stood up and He trembled in ecstasy. In a voice chocked with bliss He called out: Hari! Hari! I pray that Supreme Personality of Godhead, Lord Chaitanya Mahaprabhu, the son of Saci-devi, may give you all a great festival of the nectar of the transcendental bliss of pure love for Krishna.
Forked-tongued snakes may kill these very beautiful, auspicious songs with the virulent poison of criticizing their meaning or style. However, when these nectarean prayers, filled with love for the divine couple, are dipped deep into the nectar ocean of Radharani's pastimes, they will at once become restored to life.
I pray that the devotes expert at relishing transcendental mellows may decorate their thoughts with the literary graces of these songs. I pray that they may lovingly place my beautiful songs in their throats and minds. After composing this poem, I have offered it to the lotus feet of Shri Shri Radha-Krishna. I pray that in Their hearts They may be pleased with me, and someday They will allow me to directly see a little of Their confidential pastimes.