jhula jhulat kanhaiya re phir chale purwaiya re
jhula jhulat kanhaiya re phir chale purwaiya re
dheere dheere hole hole aankhe meeche aankhe khole
saare jagat ka khiwaiya jhula jhulat kanhaiya
jhula jhulat kanhaiya re phir chale purwaiya re

sunder saa chandan ka palana palne me reshm ki dori
sunder saa chandan ka palana palne me reshm ki dori
dori ke sang bandhi hai ma yashodha ki lori lori
bada shubh din aaya bada shubh din aaya
mathura me janam paaya bhatke gokul kanhaiya
jhula jhulat kanhaiya re phir chale purwaiya re

hum sab hai nandlal tere tu hum sabka nandlala
makhan chor hai naam tera tu gokul ka hai guyala
tera naam pukaru tera naam pukaru teri baant niharu
mere bansi bajaiya re jhula jhulat kanhaiya
jhula jhulat kanhaiya re phir chale purwaiya re

The breeze begins to sway,
As Krishna swings, come what may.
The breeze begins to sway,
As Krishna swings, come what may.
Softly, slowly, eyes now close, now bright,
Softly, slowly, eyes now close, now bright,
He who ferries the world in endless light,
Krishna swings, as the breeze takes flight.

A sandalwood cradle, a sight so fair,
Silk threads entwined, beyond compare.
A sandalwood cradle, a sight so fair,
Silk threads entwined, beyond compare.
Bound to the strings, a mother's lullaby,
Bound to the strings, a mother's lullaby,
A blessed day breaks, as time goes by,
In Mathura's birth, he then did fly,
Wandering Gokul, Krishna nearby.
The breeze begins to sway,
As Krishna swings, come what may.

We are yours, O Nandlala, we see,
You, the joy of all eternity.
We are yours, O Nandlala, we see,
You, the joy of all eternity.
Butter thief, they call your name,
Shepherd of Gokul, in the flame.
Your name I call, your path I seek,
Your name I call, your path I seek,
O flute player, my soul does speak.
Krishna swings, as the breeze takes flight.
The breeze begins to sway,
As Krishna swings, come what may.