chupke se chori se
chupke se chori se
daala re kaanha ne, radha pe rang

kankariya maari jo, kankariya maari jo
matki radha ki, phodi kanha ne
chupke se chori se
daala re kanha ne, radha pe rang

phir radha ne bhi maari, rang bhari pichkari
chhina jhapti me, bhigi radha saari
phir radha ne bhi maari, rang bhari pichkari
chhina jhapti me, bhigi radha saari

pichkari uthai radha ne
kanha aage aage bhage
radha pichhe pichhe daude
is lapat jhapat gopiya bhi sang hole
phir mridang baje, to phir dhol baje
phir jhang baje, to phir raas rache
phir jor se sb bole, holi hai
chupke se, chupke se
chori se, chori se
chupke se chori se
daala re kaanha ne, radha pe rang
kankariya maari jo, kankariya maari jo
matki radha ki, phodi kaanha ne

rang radha ne lagaya, dekh krishan ki maaya
rang kanha ko laga to, gopiyo ke mukh aya
rang radha ne lagaya, dekh krishan ki maaya
rang kanha ko laga to, gopiyo ke mukh aya

kuch samajh na paayi radha
aisi murli bazai aisi lila rachai
kheli ankh michauli, radha sudbhud khoyi
phir mridang baje, to phir dhol baje
phir jhang baje, to phir raas rache
phir jor se sb bole, holi hai
chupke se, chupke se
chori se, chori se
chupke se chori se
daala re kaanha ne, radha pe rang
ae kankariya maari jo, kankariya maari jo
matki radha ki, phodi kaanha ne

dekho radha rani ruthi, phir kaanha ne manaya
rang haatho me leke, apne mukh pe lagaya
dekho radha rani ruthi, phir kaanha ne manaya
rang haatho me leke, apne mukh pe lagaya

aur muskai radha
udhe abir gulal bana indra dhanush
man mohan ka saja roop anoop
phir mridang baje, to phir dhol baje
phir jhang baje, to phir raas rache
phir jor se sb bole, holi hai
chupke se, chupke se
chori se, chori se
chupke se chori se
daala re kaanha ne, radha pe rang
ae kankariya maari jo, kankariya maari jo
matki radha ki, phodi kaanha ne
ho chupke se chori se
daala re kaanha ne, radha pe rang

Silently, secretly,
Stealthily, surreptitiously,
Krishna splashed color on Radha’s face.

He threw stones, oh, he threw stones,
And shattered Radha’s earthen pot.
Silently, secretly,
Krishna splashed color on Radha’s face.

Then Radha retaliated, with a color-filled spray,
In the playful chase, Radha's sari became soaked.
Then Radha retaliated, with a color-filled spray,
In the playful chase, Radha's sari became soaked.

Radha raised her pichkari,
Krishna fled, running far away.
Radha chased him, swift and free,
And the gopis joined the chase with glee.
Then the mridang thrums, then the dhol beats,
Then the cymbals clash, and the Raas dance repeats.
Then all shout with voices strong, Holi!
Silently, secretly,
Stealthily, surreptitiously,
Krishna splashed color on Radha’s face.
He threw stones, oh, he threw stones,
And shattered Radha’s earthen pot.

Radha colored him, witness Krishna’s charm,
When Krishna was colored, joy on the gopis' faces.
Radha colored him, witness Krishna’s charm,
When Krishna was colored, joy on the gopis' faces.

Radha couldn't understand,
Such a flute he played, such a playful act he made,
Playing hide-and-seek, Radha lost her mind,
Then the mridang thrums, then the dhol beats,
Then the cymbals clash, and the Raas dance repeats.
Then all shout with voices strong, Holi!
Silently, secretly,
Stealthily, surreptitiously,
Krishna splashed color on Radha’s face.
He threw stones, oh, he threw stones,
And shattered Radha’s earthen pot.

See, Radha Rani is angered, then Krishna appeased her,
Taking color in his hands, onto his own face he applied.
See, Radha Rani is angered, then Krishna appeased her,
Taking color in his hands, onto his own face he applied.

And Radha smiled at last,
A cloud of abir and gulal arose, creating a rainbow,
Enchanting and adornment for the heart's delight.
Then the mridang thrums, then the dhol beats,
Then the cymbals clash, and the Raas dance repeats.
Then all shout with voices strong, Holi!
Silently, secretly,
Stealthily, surreptitiously,
Krishna splashed color on Radha’s face.
He threw stones, oh, he threw stones,
And shattered Radha’s earthen pot.
Oh, silently, secretly,
Krishna splashed color on Radha’s face.