There is a distant place called Swetadwip Where lying down in silent cosmic sleep Upon a milky ocean white Within a castle on an island bright
The Universal Lord sweet smiling dreams And from His moon-like face soft lucent beams Shine forth revealing gold and silver halls Green emeralds, rubies carved in ivory walls
And endless rows of pillars formed of pearl Are swept by towering ocean waves that curl And toss their foamy nectar all through space Gold earrings decorate His smiling face
A flower garland rests upon His chest In silken yellow garments He is dressed With blackish hair that curls about His ears His lotus petal eyes remove all fears
He’s lying in the spiritual sky (2) You could never get that high (2) On your own, if you tried
Complexion blackish like a thunder cloud His form of bliss eternally endowed He’s lying on a soft white serpent bed With blazing tongue and fearsome eyes of red
This thousand headed snake with bluish scales Is coiling far beyond this world of veils And lying there Narayana casts His glance Across the endless miles of ignorance
He enters in the hearts of all that be Each golden sunbeam shows His majesty His Holy Name is filled with nectar sweet And purest love flow from His lotus feet