hey natwar giridari murlidar banwari
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
hey giridar gopal
swami hey giridar gopal

apne rang me aisa rang le
apne rang me aisa rang le
jo mere ang ang ko rang de
rang diya jo radha ko
mujhpe vo rang dhal
hey parbhu mujhpe vo rang dhal
hey giridar gopal
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
hey giridar gopal

teri lila nyari, teri lila nyari
sham murari hey banwari
sham murari hey banwari
dijo darsh nandlal
hey parbhu dijo darsh nandlal
hey giridar gopal
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
hey giridar gopal
sawami hey giridar gopal

mujhe chaman har jag se kya dar
mujhe chaman har jag se kya dar
tu mere sang sang hai natwar
hey dukhbanjan hey sukhhari
kardo hamko nihal
hey prabhu kardo hamko nihal
sham murari hey banwari
sham murari hey banwari
dijo dars nandlal
hey parbhu dijo dars nandlal
hey giridar gopal
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
mohe apne hi rang me rang le
hey giridar gopal
swami hey giridhar gopal

O, Dancer on the Mountain, Holder of the Hill, Flute-Bearer, Beloved,
Color me wholly in Your own hue,
Color me, yes, in Your own hue.
O, Mountain-Lifting Shepherd,
My Master, O Mountain-Lifting Shepherd.

Stain me so completely with Your color,
Stain me so completely with Your color,
That it dyes each and every part of me.
The color that once graced Radha,
Bestow that same color on me,
O Lord, bestow that color on me.
O, Mountain-Lifting Shepherd,
Color me wholly in Your own hue,
Color me, yes, in Your own hue.
O, Mountain-Lifting Shepherd.

Your play is unique, Your play is unique,
Dark-Hued Flute-Player, Beloved,
Dark-Hued Flute-Player, Beloved,
Grant me Your Darshan, O Son of Nanda,
O Lord, grant me Your Darshan, O Son of Nanda.
O, Mountain-Lifting Shepherd,
Color me wholly in Your own hue,
Color me, yes, in Your own hue.
O, Mountain-Lifting Shepherd,
My Master, O Mountain-Lifting Shepherd.

What fear have I of this world, lost in this world,
What fear have I of this world, lost in this world,
When You are with me, always, O Dancer?
O Destroyer of Sorrow, O Bestower of Joy,
Make me blessed and fulfilled,
O Lord, make me blessed and fulfilled.
Dark-Hued Flute-Player, Beloved,
Dark-Hued Flute-Player, Beloved,
Grant me Your Darshan, O Son of Nanda,
O Lord, grant me Your Darshan, O Son of Nanda.
O, Mountain-Lifting Shepherd,
Color me wholly in Your own hue,
Color me, yes, in Your own hue.
O, Mountain-Lifting Shepherd,
My Master, O Mountain-Lifting Shepherd.