he suno suno gudiyan jan adhyatam ki kahani
achcha
suno suno gudiyan jan adhyatam ki kahani
jab chhaliye kishan kanhiye ne
jamuna par ki manmaani, kaise
us kaare kishan kanhiye ne
us baanke bansi bajaiye ne
us natkhat nach nachiye ne
jamuna par ki manmaani ho ji

ek din jab radhe rani, manmohan ki diwani
le gwaliniyo sang chali, jamuna tat bharne pani
jamuna tat bharne pani
chali re dekho thumak thumak radhe rani
chali re dekho thumak thumak radhe rani
gagariya jal me daari, ki nahane ki taiyari
tan ke sab vastr utare, jamuna ke kinare daare

fir aaya makhan chor, pahle dekha sab ore
fir sabki aankh bachake
gopiyan ke cheer churake
o natkhatwa banwari
ja baithe dekho unche kadam ki dari
ja baithe dekho unche kadam ki dari

kaanha kaanha kaanha kaanha
o natkhat kaanha, churai choli chunari re
kaahe hamko to aawe laaj ab lauta de re
ye choli chunari re
o natkhat kaanha, churai choli chunari re
kaahe hamko to aawe laaj ab lauta de re
ye choli chunari re

chhup chhup kar kaanha re kaanha
chhup chhup kar kaanha re kaanha
are kaanha kaanha
chhup chhup kar kaanha re tan ko
dekhana re kya rup jawaniya ko
dekhana re kya rup jawaniya ko
ye to tumhari hi den
fir kaahe chhaliye, tu khele khel re
o natkhat kaanha, churai choli chunari re
kaahe hamko to aawe laaj ab lauta de re
ye coli chunari re

jod diye jab hath kaanha
jod diye jab hath kaanha
are kaanha kaanha
jod diye jab hath bandhan
tut gaye re sare laaj ke bandhan
tut gaey re sare laaj ke bandhan
ham na rahe ham aaj
ab parmatma se ki mil gayi aatma re
o natkhat kaanha, churai choli chunari re
kaahe hamko to aawe laaj ab lauta de re
ye choli chunari re
ye choli chunari re

Hark, ye souls, a tale unfolds, of the spirit's sacred lore,
Hark, ye souls, a tale unfolds, forevermore.
When the sly Krishna, the dark one,
on the Jamuna, played his game, how
that dark Krishna, the charmer,
that flute-playing, handsome one,
that mischievous dancer,
on the Jamuna, played his game, oh!

One day, Radhe, the beloved, mad for Manmohan,
with the milkmaids, did go, to the Jamuna's water to draw,
to draw from the water.
See Radhe, as she walks, dancing,
See Radhe, as she walks, dancing,
Her pots she dipped in the water, for bathing, a sign,
Took off all garments of the body, laid them on the river's line.

Then came the butter thief, surveyed all around,
Then, unseen by all,
Stealing the milkmaids' garments,
Oh, the mischievous one, Banwari,
Sat on the branch of the tallest tree,
Sat on the branch of the tallest tree.

Kanha, Kanha, Kanha, Kanha,
Oh mischievous Kanha, stole the blouse and scarf,
Why, we are now shamed, return to us,
these blouse and scarf!
Oh mischievous Kanha, stole the blouse and scarf,
Why, we are now shamed, return to us,
these blouse and scarf!

Hiding, hiding, Kanha, oh Kanha,
Hiding, hiding, Kanha, oh Kanha,
Oh Kanha, Kanha!
Hiding, hiding, Kanha, the body to see,
To see, oh, the form of youth and beauty,
To see, oh, the form of youth and beauty,
This is but your gift!
Then why, oh trickster, do you play this game?
Oh mischievous Kanha, stole the blouse and scarf,
Why, we are now shamed, return to us,
these blouse and scarf!

When Kanha joined his hands,
When Kanha joined his hands,
Oh Kanha, Kanha!
When he joined hands, the bonds,
Of all shame, did break apart,
Of all shame, did break apart,
We are no longer "we" today,
Now the soul, with the divine, has met,
Oh mischievous Kanha, stole the blouse and scarf,
Why, we are now shamed, return to us,
these blouse and scarf!
These blouse and scarf!