aa
aa hari charanan me saphal hot sab pujaa -2

hari charanan me saphal hot sab pujaa
aa hari charanan me saphal hot sab pujaa
( jab ko_i musaafir andhiyaare me
apani raah kho jaataa hai ) -2
( phir manamohanayaa haath pakad kar
usako raah dikhaataa hai ) -2

kid : tum ruk kyun gaye baabaa
gaa_o naa

gaa_un kyaa gaa_un betaa

voice : wahi panaghat pe kanhaiyaa

oh achchhaa

( panaghat pe kanhaiyaa aataa hai
aa kar dhum machaataa hai ) -2
panaghat pe kanhaiyaa aataa hai
raadhaa se raas rachaataa hai -2
sakhiyo ko
sakhiyo ko naach nachaataa hai
wo baansuriyaa le aataa hai -2
aur mithi taan sunaataa hai -2

panaghat pe kanhaiyaa aataa hai
aa kar dhum machaataa hai
panaghat pe kanhaiyaa aataa hai

( mohan ko maakhan bhaataa hai
wo maakhan khub churaataa hai ) -2
khaataa hai aur ganvaataa hai
khaataa aur ganvaataa hai
sakhiyo ko bahot sataataa hai -2

panaghat pe kanhaiyaa aataa hai
aa kar dhum machaataa hai
panaghat pe kanhaiyaa aataa hai

In Hari's feet, all worship finds its grace,
In Hari's feet, all worship finds its place,
In Hari's feet, all worship finds its form,
In Hari's feet, weathering life's storm.

When a traveler loses his way in night's embrace,
When a traveler loses his way in the dark place,
Then the heart-stealer, with a hand so true,
Guides him onward, showing pathways new.

Why have you stopped, Father? Sing, I pray!
What shall I sing, my child? Of Kanhaiya's play,
By the waterside, where stories bloom?
Ah, yes! Kanhaiya comes, dispelling gloom!

He arrives, creating joy and light,
He arrives, and fills the day with might,
He dances with Radha, in a circle bright,
He dances with Radha, a radiant sight,
He makes the gopis dance with glee,
He brings his flute, for all to see,
He plays a melody, a sweet decree,
He plays a melody, wild and free.

By the waterside, Kanhaiya comes anew,
He stirs the dust and fills the view,
Kanhaiya comes, and chaos he creates,
Mohan loves butter, it motivates,
He steals the butter, with a joyful heart,
He eats, and shares, a brand new start,
He eats and shares, a generous part,
He teases the gopis, with mischievous art,
He teases the gopis, a playful start,
By the waterside, Kanhaiya comes again,
He stirs the dust and soothes the pain.