lal jashodhya ke tum pyare gaukul ke ho tum bal
mujhe bata do bichad gaye kyo
mujhse mere lal mujhse mere lal
jag kehta hain tujhe gopal
tu jaane maa ka chehta hain
teri murli kyu chup
teri boli kyo chup
bhle aake re tu hi sambhal
jag kehta hain tujhe gopal

sanjh dhale ghar panchhi na aaye
phchar si hain ciraiya
naina jhare jaise dheeraj dhale
jab bichhde se bichhde gayi gaiyaa
aure kanhaiya aure kanhaiya gaukul hain mayiya
puche tujhse ye saval
teri murli kyu chup
teri boli kyu chup
bahle auke re tu hi sambhal
jag kehta hai tujhe gopal

tujhe songhandh yasodha mayiya ki
tujhe soghandh hain dauu bahiya ki
tujhe soghandh hain yumana ki chaiya ki
mujhe soghandh hain gopal teri gaiya ki
mere lalo ko laade
mere lalo ko laade
mujhse mila de baiyaa paduu nandlal
teri murli kyu chup
teri boli kyu chup
bahle aake re tu hi sambhal
jag kehta hai tujhe gopal
jag kehta hai tujhe gopal
gopal gopal gopal

My darling, crimson son, you are Gokul's delight,
A child of that blessed land.
Tell me, why the parting?
From me, my darling, my own beloved.

The world calls you Gopal, keeper of the flock,
You know you are your mother's heart.
Why is your flute silent?
Why is your voice hushed?
Come, soothe me, gather me, console me.
The world calls you Gopal.

As twilight falls, the birds return not home,
The sparrows are still.
Tears flow like patience lost,
As the cow, separated from her calf, weeps.
Oh Kanhaiya, oh Kanhaiya, Gokul is your mother,
Asking you this question.
Why is your flute silent?
Why is your voice hushed?
Come, soothe me, gather me, console me.
The world calls you Gopal.

I swear by Yashoda, your mother,
I swear by your strong arms,
I swear by the shade of the Yamuna,
I swear, Gopal, by your cows.
Bring back my darlings,
Bring back my darlings,
Reunite me with them, I fall at your feet, Nandalal.
Why is your flute silent?
Why is your voice hushed?
Come, soothe me, gather me, console me.
The world calls you Gopal.
The world calls you Gopal.
Gopal, Gopal, Gopal.