raunak saunak khushiyon ka sa lagayenge
chalo to milke sabhi unko dhundh layenge
suna ke bansuri mohan hume rijhayenge
suna ke bansuri mohan hume rijhayenge
o radheshyam sundar raas hum rachayenge
kunj bihari krishan murari
kunj bihari krishan murari
le lun main to balaye saanwariya
kaha baaje kaha baaje
krishan tori basuriya

We'll paint the world with joy's bright hue,
And seek the bliss, a vibrant view.
With music's call, our hearts renew,
As Mohan's flute, a song rings through.
Oh, Radha-Shyam, a dance we'll weave,
By the groves, where Krishna breathes.
Oh, Krishna of the grove,
I'll take the darkness, the pain, and grief.
Where does the music play, where does it bloom?
Krishna's flute, dispelling gloom.