ek do teen char raju dada ke chele hoshiyar
ek do teen char raju dada ke chele hoshiyar
shor mach gaya shor ho, dekho aya makhan chor
shor mach gaya shor, dekho aya makhan chor
gokul ki galiyo ki or, chala makhan chor, nadkisor
shor mach gaya shor ho, dekho aya makhan chor
shor mach gaya shor, dekho aya makhan chor

dekhi jo gwalo ki toli toli, koi gujariya boli boli
dekhi jo gwalo ki toli, koi gujariya boli
kiski bart hai, hai kiski hai, doli doli dloi
jamuna ke tat ki or o chala nikla
o chala chala chala chala, makhan chor nandkisor
shor mach gaya shor ho, dekho dekho dekho aya makhan chor
shor mach gaya shor, dekho aya makhan chor

gawalan ke piche dode dode, kankar se matki fode fode
gawalan ke piche dode, kankar se matki fode
mare yasoda ma gorinand kode kode kode
makhan chor nandkisor
shor mach gaya shor ho dekho
dekho dekho aya makhan chor
shor mach gaya shor, dekho aya makhan chor

ek ke upar ek ek, dekh tamasa dekh dekh
ek ke upar ek dekh tamasa dekh
todo matki ko or uncha or or or
ek do teen char raju bada hosiyar
ek do teen char raju bada hosiyar, hosiyar
ek ke upar ek ek, dekh tamasa dekh dekh
ek ke upar ek dekh tamasa dekh
todo matki ko or uncha or or or

One, two, three, four, Raju's lads, alert and keen,
One, two, three, four, Raju's lads, a vibrant scene.
A clamor rises, a joyful sound,
See, the Butter Thief is homeward bound!
A clamor rises, a joyful sound,
See, the Butter Thief is homeward bound!

Towards Gokul's lanes, he makes his way,
The Butter Thief, of youthful sway.
A clamor rises, a joyful sound,
See, the Butter Thief is homeward bound!
A clamor rises, a joyful sound,
See, the Butter Thief is homeward bound!

Behold the herdsmen, a playful band,
A milkmaid speaks, with heart in hand,
"Whose wedding procession, whose bridal train,
Whose palanquin through the flowered lane?"
Towards the Yamuna's shore he strides,
He comes, he comes, the joy that guides,
The Butter Thief, of youthful grace.
A clamor rises, look upon his face,
See, the Butter Thief, in playful chase!
A clamor rises, a joyful sound,
See, the Butter Thief is homeward bound!

The milkmaids flee, a lively chase,
Stones hurled, shattering, in time and space.
Yashoda's heart, a loving plea,
As Gaurinand, runs wild and free,
The Butter Thief, with spirit bright!
A clamor rises, shining light,
See, the Butter Thief in playful flight!
A clamor rises, a joyful sound,
See, the Butter Thief is homeward bound!

One upon another, a sight to see,
Behold the spectacle, wild and free,
Breaking the pots, reaching high,
One, two, three, four, Raju's might, nearby.
One, two, three, four, Raju's skill,
Alert and keen, with joyful thrill,
One upon another, a sight to see,
Behold the spectacle, wild and free,
Breaking the pots, reaching high!