aayi gori radhika brij me balkhati
aayi gori radhika brij me balkhati
bali bali jaye jasomati maiya
bali bali jaye jasomati maiya
has ke boli jasoda
has ke boli jasoda gaiya charane
madhban gayo hai kunwar kainhaiya
madhban gayo hai madhban gayo hai
kunwar kainhaiya

muskati bholi radha wahi se mai aayi
muskati bholi radha wahi se mai aayi
aisa laga ke dekhu parbhu ji ki mayi
aisa laga ke dekhu parbhu ji ki mayi
ha parbhu ji ki mayi
sun ke bholi jasodha
sun ke bholi jasodha tab to ghar bhuli
mero to lal hai re kunwar kanhaiya
mero to lal hai re kunwar kanhaiya
aayi gori radhika brij me balkhati
bali bali ja re jasomati maiya
bali bali ja re jasomati maiya

A fair Radhika, in Vrindavan, does sway,
A fair Radhika, in Vrindavan, does sway.
Blessed, blessed be Yashoda, the mother,
Blessed, blessed be Yashoda, the mother.
Smiling, Yashoda spoke,
Smiling, Yashoda spoke, "To graze the cows,
To graze the cows, to Madhuban,
Has gone my Kanhaiya, my young one,
My Kanhaiya."

Smiling, Radhika replied from there, "I came,"
Smiling, Radhika replied from there, "I came,"
"It seemed I should see the Lord's mother,"
"It seemed I should see the Lord's mother,"
Yes, the Lord's mother.
Hearing this, Yashoda spoke,
Hearing this, Yashoda spoke, "Then you've forgotten your home?
My own beloved son is Kanhaiya,
My own beloved son is Kanhaiya."
A fair Radhika, in Vrindavan, does sway,
Blessed, blessed be Yashoda, the mother,
Blessed, blessed be Yashoda, the mother.