lo baji shyam ki bansuriya
sunke radha banwariya
aayi hai pi ki nagariya
lo baji shyam ki bansuriya
sunke radha banwariya
aayi hai pi ki nagariya

mehandi rachau main gajra lagau
baaje muraliya to payal bajau
mehandi rachau main gajra lagau
baaje muraliya to payal bajau
shyam salone se naina milake
shyam salone se naina milake
naachu to khaye jiya thumak thum chit khole
o radha ke rasiya gokul ke basiya
jadu ki murli baja ke, sun sun man dole
ho radha ke rasiya gokul ke basiya
jadu ki murli baja ke, sun sun man dole
radha ke rasiya gokul ke basiya
jadu ki murli baja ke, sun sun man dole

The dark flute sighs, a breath of night,
And Radha, lost in a sudden light,
Is drawn towards the city of His grace,
Where love has carved its sacred space.
The dark flute sighs, a breath of night,
And Radha, lost in a sudden light,
Is drawn towards the city of His grace,
Where love has carved its sacred space.

I’ll paint my hands, with henna’s fire,
Adorn my hair, and fan desire,
When melodies of flute take flight,
My anklets chime, with all their might.
I’ll paint my hands, with henna’s fire,
Adorn my hair, and fan desire,
When melodies of flute take flight,
My anklets chime, with all their might.
With eyes that meet the Beloved's gaze,
With eyes that meet the Beloved's gaze,
I dance, my heart in joyous sway,
My spirit bursts, in bright display.
O Radha's love, in Gokul’s keep,
With magic flute, that lulls to sleep,
And wakes the soul, in sweet unrest.
O Radha's love, in Gokul’s keep,
With magic flute, that lulls to sleep,
And wakes the soul, in sweet unrest.
O Radha's love, in Gokul’s keep,
With magic flute, that lulls to sleep,
And wakes the soul, in sweet unrest.