tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
mose kyu aankh churaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai

apna bhi tha man ujiyaala
jivansathi mangalmala
ek lalan tujhsa natkhat
tere jaisa bhola bhala
usne bhi mamata bhulaai
roye yashomati maai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai

tere bande is dharti pe
khud apne bhagwaan bane hai
naam ke hai ye insaa lekin
karmo ke shaitaan bane hai
kaisi ye rachna rachaai
roye yashomati maai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
mose kyu aankh churaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai

moh maaya hai sab ke aage
sab jan uske pichhe bhaage
jag me sabke do chehre hai
aise jag me ji na laage
sun le tu meri duhaai
roye yashomati maai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai, kanhaai
tu hai mera krishan kanhaai

duniya ruthe saans bhi chhute
lekin meri aas na tute
laaj bacha le aaj tu mohan
dekh mera vishwaas na tute
dekh mera vishwaas na tute
dekh mera vishwaas na tute
hogi teri ruswaai
roye yashomati maai

pyaar ki jyoti mandir masjid
pyaar hai ishwar, pyaar khuda hai
pyaar ke dam se hai ye duniya
sab dharmo se pyaar bada hai
koi bataaye kaun yaha pe
paapi ban ke paida hua hai
pyaar bina hai saari buraai
varna jag me kaun bura
duniya samajh na paai

You are my Krishna, my beloved, my Krishna,
Why do you turn your gaze away from me?
You are my Krishna, my beloved.

Once, my heart shone bright,
A garland of blessings adorned my life.
A playful child, so mischievous,
So innocent, just like you.
Even he forgot his mother's love,
Yashoda cries out in sorrow, my Krishna.
You are my Krishna, my beloved.

On this earth, your devotees,
Have become gods unto themselves.
Humans in name, yet in deed,
They are demons of their own making.
What creation have you wrought?
Yashoda cries out in sorrow, my Krishna.
You are my Krishna, my beloved.
Why do you turn your gaze away from me?
You are my Krishna, my beloved.

Attachment, illusion, the fire that consumes all,
All chase after it, consumed.
Two faces in this world we find,
In such a world, my heart finds no peace.
Hear my plea, I beseech you,
Yashoda cries out in sorrow, my Krishna.
You are my Krishna, my beloved.

The world may scorn, breath may cease,
But my hope shall never be broken.
Save my honor today, O Mohan,
Let not my faith be shattered,
Let not my faith be shattered,
Let not my faith be shattered,
Shame will be yours,
Yashoda cries.

The light of love in temples and mosques,
Love is God, love is the Divine.
This world exists by the breath of love,
Love is greater than all faiths.
Tell me, who here,
Was born a sinner?
Without love, all is evil,
Else, who is truly wicked?
The world has failed to understand.