brindavan ki kunj galin me dole radha banwariya
jane kaun kiya hai jadu o jadugar sawariya
brindavan ki kunj galin me dole radha banwariya
jane kaun kiya hai jadu o jadugar sawariya

bhor bhaye jamuna tat jaye sanjh bhaye ghar aaye
bhor bhaye jamuna tat jaye sanjh bhaye ghar aaye
jab jab ter sune murli ki it ut dodh lagaye
jab jab ter sune murli ki it ut dodh lagaye
nindiya me bhi soye soye sune shyam ki bansuriya
jane kaun kiya hai jadu o jadugar sawariya
brindavan ki kunj galin me dole radha banwariya
jane kaun kiya hai jadu o jadugar sawariya

khoyi khoyi brij ki bala jape shyam naam ki mala
khoyi khoyi brij ki bala jape shyam naam ki mala
sapne hi me darash dikha do banwari nand ke lala
sapne hi me darash dikha do banwari nand ke lala
apne charno hi me rakho krishan murari sawariya
jane kaun kiya hai jadu o jadugar sawariya
brindavan ki kunj galin me dole radha banwariya
jane kaun kiya hai jadu o jadugar sawariya

In Vrindavan's hidden lanes, Radha wanders, love-lost, adrift,
Who bewitched her, this sorcerer, dark-skinned, the Giver, the Gift?
In Vrindavan's hidden lanes, Radha wanders, love-lost, adrift,
Who bewitched her, this sorcerer, dark-skinned, the Giver, the Gift?

Dawn arrives, to Yamuna's edge, day's closing, returns to her home,
Dawn arrives, to Yamuna's edge, day's closing, returns to her home,
At the flute's call, she leaps and runs, her heart no longer her own,
At the flute's call, she leaps and runs, her heart no longer her own,
Even in dreams, she hears His flute, Shyam's melodies softly are spun,
Who bewitched her, this sorcerer, dark-skinned, the Giver, the One?
In Vrindavan's hidden lanes, Radha wanders, love-lost, adrift,
Who bewitched her, this sorcerer, dark-skinned, the Giver, the Gift?

Lost, consumed, the Braj maidens, chanting Krishna's sacred name,
Lost, consumed, the Braj maidens, chanting Krishna's sacred name,
Grant me a vision in my dreams, Oh, mad one, son of the same,
Grant me a vision in my dreams, Oh, mad one, son of the same,
Keep me at your feet, Lord Krishna, the dark-hued, my guiding flame,
Who bewitched her, this sorcerer, dark-skinned, the Giver, the same?
In Vrindavan's hidden lanes, Radha wanders, love-lost, adrift,
Who bewitched her, this sorcerer, dark-skinned, the Giver, the Gift?