maiya yashoda ji tohar kanhaiya
kalam julm gayo
maiya yashoda ji tohar kanhaiya
kalam julm gayo
jamuna kinare kanha bansi bajaye
gawe sanjh sawere bhor
raghupati nayan mai gayi paniya bharan
jamuna kinare or
maiya yashoda ji tohar kanhaiya
kalam julm gayo

wo sabse khelat kare chedkhani
baiya dewat marod
wo sabse khelat kare chedkhani
baiya dewat marod
karat yasodha apne lal ko
araz hamari suno
maiya yashoda ji tohar kanhaiya
kalam julm gayo
maiya yashoda ji tohar kanhaiya
kalam julm gayo

radhe krishan radhe sham
radhe krishan radhe sham
radhe krishan radhe sham

Mother Yashoda, your Kanhaiya,
Has danced into the ink of cruelty.
Mother Yashoda, your Kanhaiya,
Has danced into the ink of cruelty.
By Yamuna’s edge, Kanha plays his flute,
Singing through dusk, dawn, and every morn.
Raghupati's eyes now weep, drawing water,
Along the Yamuna’s shore, forlorn.
Mother Yashoda, your Kanhaiya,
Has danced into the ink of cruelty.

He teases all, playful in his ways,
Twisting arms in a mischievous dance.
He teases all, playful in his ways,
Twisting arms in a mischievous dance.
Yashoda cradles her beloved son,
Hear now, our humble, heartfelt plea.
Mother Yashoda, your Kanhaiya,
Has danced into the ink of cruelty.
Mother Yashoda, your Kanhaiya,
Has danced into the ink of cruelty.

Radhe Krishna, Radhe Shyam,
Radhe Krishna, Radhe Shyam,
Radhe Krishna, Radhe Shyam.