mach gaya shor saari nagri re, saari nagri re
aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re
ho aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re
are mach gaya shor saari nagri re, saari nagri re
aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re
ho aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re

dekho arre dekho kahin aisa na ho jaaye
chori kare makhan, tera jiya bhi churaaye
dekho arre dekho kahin aisa na ho jaaye
chori kare makhan, tera jiya bhi churaaye
are dhamkata hai itna tu kisko
darta hai kaun aane de usko
darta hai kaun aane de usko
aise na bahut bolo mat thumak-thumak dolo
chillaogi tab gori jab ulat dega tori
gagri aake peechhe dagri re
are mach gaya shor saari nagri re, saari nagri re
aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re
ho aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re

jaane kya karta agar hota kahin gora
jaake Jamuna mein zara shakal dekhe chhora
jaane kya karta agar hota kahin gora
jaake Jamuna mein zara shakal dekhe chhora
bindiya chamkaati raste mein na ja
manchala bhi hai Gokul ka raja
manchala bhi hai Gokul ka raja
pad jaaye nahin paala Radha se kahin lala
phir royega Govinda maaregi aisa phanda
gardan se baandhegi chunri re
mach gaya shor saari nagri re, saari nagri re
aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re
ho aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re

are mach gaya shor saari nagri re, saari nagri re
aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re
ho aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re
mach gaya shor saari nagri re, saari nagri re
aaya Biraj ka banka sambhaal teri gagri re

A clamor bursts, the city sighs,
A rogue from Braj, your vessel eyes.
He comes to mend, to steady hold,
Your earthen pot, a story told.

Beware, oh heed, lest fate decrees,
He steals your heart, then steals your ease.
The butter gone, the spirit caught,
A lesson learned, dearly bought.
Whom do you threaten, with such ire?
Who trembles at this burning fire?
Don't prance and preen, nor speak too bold,
When overturned, your tale unfolds.
A shattered pot, a scattered plight.
A clamor bursts, the city's light.
A rogue from Braj, your vessel eyes.
He comes to mend, to steady rise.

What fate awaits, if fair you'd roam?
Seek the Yamuna, face your home.
Gaze at the water, see your face,
A fickle king, of Gokul's grace.
Your bindi gleams, a tempting lure,
A wayward heart, a love impure.
Beware the clash, the meeting dread,
For Radha's wrath, a thread of red.
Govinda weeps, a captive bound,
Her silken scarf, your soul is found.
A noose of love, a lesson taught.
A clamor bursts, the city's caught.
A rogue from Braj, your vessel eyes.
He comes to mend, to steady rise.

A clamor bursts, the city sighs,
A rogue from Braj, your vessel eyes.
He comes to mend, to steady hold,
Your earthen pot, a story told.
He comes to mend, to steady hold,
Your earthen pot, a story told.