In plain words
Prema is God; the whole world is filled with Prema. Taking the form of Prema, You came, Your love overflowing, scattering the nectar of Prema, uniting all in Prema: O Avatāra of Prema! Śrī Kṛṣṇa, the thirst for Prema!
From full Prema alone is happiness born; Satya, sacrifice, Śānti and forbearance are gained; where Prema is lacking, there is no well-being! This word of Sai is the path of Satya.
Embodiments of Prema!
Affection and Prema depend on each other; the two are inseparably bound and are shown to be one. When we turn the mind toward the physical world, we call it ‘affection’; when we turn this same mind toward God, we call it ‘Prema’. The fruit of Prema is Prema itself. Prema alone is the equal of Prema. Prema can give only Prema. There is nothing else in this world to compare with such sacred Prema.
You cannot describe Prema in poetry. Nor can you set Prema forth by the mind or by speech.