madhuban me radha jhule hindole
madhuban me radha jhule hindole
shyam jhulaye radha jhule hindole
shyam jhulaye radha jhule hindole
hole hole radha jhule hindole
hole hole radha jhule hindole
zara dheere, dheere dheere jhula jhulao
zara dheere, dheere dheere jhula jhulao
ghanshyam hume na satao
satao ghanshyam hume na satao, satao
bindiya gire, bain khule
bindiya gire bain khule
chunri ude jiya na lage
o o radha jhule hindole
o o radha jhule hindole
hole hole radha jhule hindole
hole hole radha jhule hindole
madhuban me radha jhule hindole
madhuban me radha jhule hindole

hume chup chup ke yu na niharo ji shyam
hume chup chup ke yu na niharo ji shyam
hum pe hans hans ke jadu na daaro ji shyam
hum pe hans hans ke jadu na daaro ji shyam
banshi baje naina mile
banshi baje naina mile
radha lage kanha hanse
o o radha jhule hindole
o o radha jhule hindole
hole hole radha jhule hindole
hole hole radha jhule hindole
madhuban me radha jhule hindole
madhuban me radha jhule hindole

In the honeyed grove, Radha swings,
In the honeyed grove, she softly sings.
Shyam swings her high, she takes flight,
Shyam swings her, bathed in light.

Gently, gently, the swing's soft sway,
Gently, gently, they dance and play.
Swing slow, oh swing slow, I pray,
Swing slow, don't tease me, I say.
Dark one, do not torment my soul,
Do not torment, let me be whole.

My forehead's jewel falls to the ground,
My sorrow bursts, my heart unbound.
My veil takes wing, my spirit flies,
Oh, Radha swings 'neath the skies.

Oh, Radha swings, the swing's soft grace,
Oh, Radha swings in that sweet space.
Gently, gently, the swing's soft sway,
Gently, gently, they dance and play.
In the honeyed grove, Radha swings,
In the honeyed grove, she softly sings.

Don't gaze at me in secret, Shyam,
Don't gaze at me, like a dream.
Don't laugh and cast your magic spell,
Don't laugh, lest my heart should swell.

Your flute now calls, our eyes now meet,
Your flute's sweet song, my heart complete.
Radha is near, Kanha smiles bright,
Oh, Radha swings, bathed in light.

Oh, Radha swings, the swing's soft grace,
Oh, Radha swings in that sweet space.
Gently, gently, the swing's soft sway,
Gently, gently, they dance and play.
In the honeyed grove, Radha swings,
In the honeyed grove, she softly sings.