shyam mane chakar rakho ji
shyam mane chakar rakho ji
chakar rehso baag laga so
nit uth darshan pasu
vrindaban ki kunj galin me
teri lila gasu
shyam mane chakar rakho ji

chakari me darsan pau sumiran pau kharchi
bhav bhakti jagiri pau teno bata sarsi
sham mane chakar rakho ji
mor mukut pitambar sohe gale baijanti mala
vrindaban me bhainu charave mohan murli wala

mira ke prabhu gahe gambhira sada raho ji
dhira aadhi rat prabhu darshan daine
aadhi rat prabhu darsan daine prem nadi ke tira
shyam mane chakar rakho ji
chakar rehso baag laga so
nit uth darshan pasu
vrindaban ki kunj galin me teri lila gasu
shyam mane chakar rakho ji shyam mane chakar rakho ji
shyam mane shyam mane shyam mane chakar rakho ji

Keep me as your servant, dark one,
Keep me as your servant, oh.

A gardener, I'll tend your bower,
Each dawn, behold your face.
Through Vrindavan's hidden lanes,
I'll sing of your grace.

Your servant, I'll find your vision,
Your name, my daily bread.
Love and devotion, my estate,
My whispered words are said.

In service, I'll see you,
Recall your name for my store
Love and devotion, my sole inheritance
My words are a flowing river

Peacock crown, golden robes,
A garland of wild blooms.
In Vrindavan, you herd your cows,
Mohan plays his flute.

Meera's Lord, deep and serene,
Always remain steadfast, calm.
At midnight, you give your grace,
On the river of love's palm.

Keep me as your servant, dark one,
A gardener, I'll tend your bower,
Each dawn, behold your face.
Through Vrindavan's hidden lanes,
I'll sing of your grace.
Keep me as your servant, dark one,
Keep me, oh, keep me.
Keep me as your servant.