chali raadhe raani ankhiyo me paani
chali raadhe raani ankhiyo me paani
apne mohan se mukhda modke
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani ankhiyo me paani
apne mohan se mukhda modke
maan bhari abhimaan bhari
maan bhari abhimaan bhari
nirmohi se nirmohi se naataa todke
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani

o o jamunaa ke tat pe basi ke bat pe
natakhat ne usko gher liyaa
dekho natakhat ne usko gher liyaa
ghunghat ke pat se jhaanke jhatpat
raadhaa ne bhi munh pher liyaa
dekho raadhaa ne bhi munh pher liyaa
baato hi baato me jhagdaa bhaya aisaa
baato hi baato me jhagdaa bhaya aisaa
baaho ke badhan todke
ho chali baaho ke badhan todke
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani ankhiyo me paani
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani
chali raadhe raani ankhiyo me paani
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani

chhaliyaa mohan raadhe bholi
chhaliyaa mohan raadhe bholi
saanvariyaa ne ki jo thitholi, saanvariya saanvariya
saanvariyaa ne ki jo thitholi
na kuchh doli na kuchh boli
raadhe na kuchh doli na kuchh boli
na hi do ankhiyaan kholi
na hi do ankhiyaan kholi
madhuban ki galiyaan chhod ke
ho madhuban ki galiyaan chhod ke
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani ankhiyo me paani
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani
chali raadhe raani ankhiyo me paani
apne mohan se mukhda modke
chali raadhe raani

Tears, like rain, in Radha's eyes,
Tears, a torrent, in her guise.
Turning her face, from her Mohan's gaze,
Turning away, in a heartbroken maze.

Pride-filled, and steeped in a wounded grace,
Pride, a fortress, in her face.
Breaking the bond, with the heartless one,
Breaking the tie, the battle begun.
Turning her face, from her Mohan's sun,
Radha departs, her journey's begun.

On the Yamuna's shore, by the banyan's keep,
The mischievous one, his secrets to reap.
See how the rogue, her spirit did seize,
See how he came, upon the breeze.
From beneath her veil, a glimpse, so swift,
Radha, she turned, her heart in a rift.
In words they clashed, a quarrel arose,
In words they fought, the story goes.
Breaking the hold, of embracing arms,
Breaking away, from all her charms.
Turning her face, from his loving hold,
Radha departs, her story told.
Tears, like rain, in Radha's eyes,
Turning her face, beneath the skies.
Radha departs.

Deceiver, Mohan, and Radha so pure,
Deceiver, a temptress, to endure.
The dark-skinned one, his jesting's art,
The dark-skinned one, to tear her heart.
She neither swayed, nor a word did say,
Radha, she stood, and turned away.
Her eyes remained, a silent plea,
Her eyes, unyielding, for all to see.
Leaving behind, the groves of the sweet,
Leaving the garden, the bitter to meet.
Turning her face, and leaving the glade,
Radha departs, her soul betrayed.
Tears, like rain, in Radha's eyes,
Turning her face, beneath the skies.
Radha departs.
Tears, like rain, in Radha's eyes,
Turning her face, beneath the skies.
Radha departs.