aayi hai brij ke gwalo ki toli
radha ke sang hum to khelenge holi
manwar thodi si thodi barjori
mane nahi are mane nahi gori bas me naa aaye re
mukhda chhupaye dekho kaise lazaye re
hori ke din gori dhinak dhinak dhinak
man me thodi si jagah do
har shikayat ko bhula do, prem rang hum ranga do
thoda sa abhir lado thoda sa gulal lado
prem rang isko rangado
pakdo re pakdo re bhagi re bhagi re bhagi re chori

aayi hai barsane walo ki toli
holi hai holi hai holi hai
are kanha ke sang hum to khelenge holi
manwar thodi si thodi barjori
mane nahi chora hamko sataye re
mithi mithi bato me hamko fasaye re
hori ke din chore dhinak dhinak dhinak
hori ke din gori dhinak dhinak dhinak
man me thodi si jagah do
har shikayat ko bhula do, prem rang hum ranga do
kanha ko savre ko thesu ke rang jagado
prem rang isko rangado

laye churake dhup se lali hari hari sawan se
indar dhanu ki chaap banake rang de chunar teri
holi hai holi hai holi hai
tere hi rang me rangi mai kanha
mujhko kaho kya kami
man me mere yu rahna kanha jana nahi dur kahi
maro pichkari re san sanan sanan sanan
hari mai hari tore paiya paru shyam varan
man me thodi si jagah do
har shikayat ko bhula do, prem rang hum ranga do
thoda sa abhir lado thoda sa gulal lado
prem rang isko rangado

aayi hai brij ke gwalo ki toli
radha ke sang hum to khelenge holi
manwar thodi si thodi barjori
mane nahi are mane nahi gori bas me naa aaye re
mukhda chhupaye dekho kaise lazaye re
hori ke din gori dhinak dhinak dhinak
man me thodi si jagah do
har shikayat ko bhula do, prem rang hum ranga do
thoda sa abhir lado thoda sa gulal lado
prem rang isko rangado
thoda sa abhir lado thoda sa gulal lado
prem rang isko rangado
thoda sa abhir lado thoda sa gulal lado
prem rang isko rangado

The Gwalas of Braj have come, a throng,
With Radha, where Holi's colors throng.
A gentle plea, a forceful grace,
She yields not, in her shy embrace.
Her face concealed, a blush so deep,
As Holi's drums their rhythms keep,
*Dhinak, Dhinak, Dhinak* the pulse takes hold,
In the heart, a space to unfold.

Forget all woes, let grudges cease,
In love's bright hues, find inner peace.
Bring forth the *abeer*, the *gulal* bright,
In colors of love, bathe her in light.
Seize her, seize her, she flees away,
The girl, elusive, at the close of day.

The throng from Barsana, they appear,
Holi! Holi! Holi! draws near!
With Kanha, we'll play, our hearts ablaze,
A gentle plea, with playful ways.
The boy torments, we must confess,
In sweet words, he seeks to possess.
As Holi's drums their rhythms keep,
*Dhinak, Dhinak, Dhinak* in slumber deep,
*Dhinak, Dhinak, Dhinak* the girl replies.
In the heart, a space to arise.

Forget all woes, let grudges cease,
In love's bright hues, find inner peace.
Awake Kanha, dark as night,
With flame-like colours, burning bright.
In love's bright hues, adorn.

Stolen from the sun, the crimson hue,
From verdant Sawan, the shades anew.
As an arc of hues, the rainbow's trace,
Color your veil, in this vibrant space.
Holi! Holi! Holi! rings true,
In your colors, I'm painted anew.
Tell me, what do I lack, my guide?
In my heart, remain, do not hide.
Spray the pichkari, *shann shann shann*,
I surrender, at your feet, dark Swan.
In the heart, a space to unfold.
Forget all woes, let grudges cease,
In love's bright hues, find inner peace.
Bring forth the *abeer*, the *gulal* bright,
In colors of love, bathe her in light.

The Gwalas of Braj have come, a throng,
With Radha, where Holi's colors throng.
A gentle plea, a forceful grace,
She yields not, in her shy embrace.
Her face concealed, a blush so deep,
As Holi's drums their rhythms keep,
*Dhinak, Dhinak, Dhinak* the pulse takes hold,
In the heart, a space to unfold.

Forget all woes, let grudges cease,
In love's bright hues, find inner peace.
Bring forth the *abeer*, the *gulal* bright,
In colors of love, bathe her in light.
Bring forth the *abeer*, the *gulal* bright,
In colors of love, bathe her in light.
Bring forth the *abeer*, the *gulal* bright,
In colors of love, bathe her in light.