main Bansari tumahari ho main bansari tumhari
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao
albeli radhika ke ghansyam banke aao
albeli radhika ke ghansyam banke aao

dekho tumahri sita baethi hai ek van me
aatho pehel tumhara karti hai dhyan man me
sita ki laaj rakhne shree ram banke aao
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao

main prem ki diwani meera banu tumahri
gaa gaa ke main bulao aao mere murari
meera ke prabhu girdhar gopal banke aao
meera ke prabhu girdhar gopal banke aao
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao

charo taraf machi hai sansar me duhai
aisi hawa chali hai ladte hai bhai bhai
shanti ke dut banke bharat ke saput aao
shanti ke dut banke bharat ke saput aao
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao
main bansari tumahri tum shyam banke aao

I am your flute, oh, I am your flute,
Come as Shyam, my soul, a fruit.
I am your flute, come as Shyam,
To Radhika's dance, a dark dream.
To Radhika's dance, a dark dream.

See, your Sita sits, alone in a wood,
Eightfold the vigil, as you are understood.
To protect Sita's honor, Ram arise,
To protect Sita's honor, Ram arise.
I am your flute, come as Shyam,
I am your flute, come as Shyam.

I am Meera, consumed by love for you,
Singing, I call, come Murari, so true.
To Meera's Lord, Giridhar Gopal, descend,
To Meera's Lord, Giridhar Gopal, extend.
I am your flute, come as Shyam,
I am your flute, come as Shyam.

A cry echoes, throughout the world's expanse,
A wind of strife, brothers in a frantic dance.
As a messenger of peace, India's son, arrive,
As a messenger of peace, India's son, revive.
I am your flute, come as Shyam,
I am your flute, come as Shyam.