he krishna, he krishna, he krishna
morpankh mathe pe jada or hotho par muskan re
ras rachaye bansi bajaye wo radha ka shyam re
morpankh mathe pe jada or hotho par muskan re
ras rachaye bansi bajaye wo radha ka shyam re
khel khel me jeetega wo pap ka har sangram re
har dil har mukh gayega uska hi ab naam re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re

girdhari mohan gopala kanha or ghanshyam re
narayan hari bol mukanada sang dau or balram re
khel khel me chur karega jhutha har abhiman re
har dil har mukh gayega uska hi ab naam re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re

jamuna kinare kanha gaiya charata hai
gokul ko preeti ki dhun pe nachata hai
he jamuna kinare kanha gaiya charata hai
gokul ko preeti ki dhun pe nachata hai
bandhiyo ghamandiyo ko sabak wo sikhata hai
papiyo ko danvo ko dhul me milata hai
chor hai chit chor hai wo makhan churata hai
ungali pe apni govardhan uthata hai
he krishna, he krishna, he krishna re
he krishna, he krishna, krishna bolo re
he krishna, he krishna, he krishna re
he krishna, he krishna, krishna bolo re

morpankh mathe pe jada or hotho par muskan re
ras rachaye bansi bajaye, wo radha ka shyam re
morpankh mathe pe jada or hotho par muskan re
ras rachaye bansi bajaye wo radha ka shyam re
khel khel me jeetega wo pap ka har sangram re
har dil har mukh gayega uska hi ab naam re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re
he krishna he krishna he krishna re
he krishna he krishna krishna bolo re

Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna
A peacock's plume upon His brow, a smile upon His face,
He weaves the dance, plays the flute, Radha's Shyam in grace.
A peacock's plume upon His brow, a smile upon His face,
He weaves the dance, plays the flute, Radha's Shyam in grace.
Through playful games, He conquers every sinful fight,
Each heart, each mouth will sing His name, a radiant light.
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!

Girdhari, Mohan, Gopala, Kanha, Ghanshyam's name,
Narayan, Hari, Mukunda, with Balram, of equal fame.
He shatters pride in every game, its falsehood laid to waste,
Each heart, each mouth will sing His name, a timeless, holy taste.
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!

By the Yamuna's edge, Kanha tends the herd,
And Gokul dances to His love, a whispered word.
By the Yamuna's edge, Kanha tends the herd,
And Gokul dances to His love, a whispered word.
He teaches lessons to the proud, a humbling, gentle sway,
He casts the sinners, demons, down, to fade and fall away.
Thief of hearts, a butter thief, His playful art unfurls,
He lifts Govardhan on His finger, changing all the worlds.
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!

A peacock's plume upon His brow, a smile upon His face,
He weaves the dance, plays the flute, Radha's Shyam in grace.
A peacock's plume upon His brow, a smile upon His face,
He weaves the dance, plays the flute, Radha's Shyam in grace.
Through playful games, He conquers every sinful fight,
Each heart, each mouth will sing His name, a radiant light.
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!
O Krishna, O Krishna, O Krishna,
O Krishna, O Krishna, Krishna, chant!