nari ek dusri dharti aur tisri gaiya
mamta ka bhandar lutati tino hamari maiya
aaya mangal tyohar jhare amrit ki dhar
jhume balaniya karke singar aaj gokul me chayi bahar
bahar chayi gokul me chayi bahar
mangal tyohar jhare amrit ki dhar
jhume balaniya karke singar aaj gokul me chayi bahar
bahar chayi gokul me chayi bahar

kaisi bansi bajaye kanhaiya laye lauta ke gokul ki gaiya
kaisi bansi bajaye kanhaiya laye lauta ke gokul ki gaiya
ched do fir se vahi muraliya baj uthe sang meri payaliya
tum bajate raho tum bajate raho nachti mai rahu
meri nas nas me yu bhardo pyar aaj gokul me chayi bahar
bahar chayi gokul me chayi bahar

gwalan ki chori deti ja humko bhi to kuch to gori
le ye makhan tumhara mai bhi tumhari or
ye makhan bhi tumhara kitna mitha hai ye
kitna mitha hai ye kitni mithi ho tum
mithi chitvan ko chalkati ja aaj gokul me chayi bahar
bahar chayi gokul me chayi bahar

aaya mangal tyohar jhare amrit ki dhar
jhume balaniya karke singar aaj gokul me chayi bahar
bahar chayi gokul me chayi gori gwalno ki chori
chori chori aao batayia bano ji
tori mori baha jora jori kab ho na hogi
mukh mode mode muskao ji kahe ko khasak rahi
angiya masak rahi humse na sharmao ji
tirchi ghunghatiya se apni matakiya se
mithi mithi chachiya piloji
hume mithi mithi chachiya piloji jao hat natkhat
jao hat natkhat jati hu mai panghat
humse na tum kuch pao ji
pini hai jo chajiya to hume dikhlao
pini hai jo chajiya to hume dikhlao
jara mithi mithi bansi bajaoji

mangal tyohar jhare amrit ki dhar
jhume balaniya karke singar aaj gokul me chayi bahar
bahar chayi gokul me chayi bahar

Woman, a second Earth, a third cow,
A wellspring of love, our mothers all, somehow.
A joyous festival arrives, nectar streams,
Dancing maidens adorn, in Gokul, joy gleams.
Joy gleams, in Gokul, joy gleams.
A joyous festival arrives, nectar streams,
Dancing maidens adorn, in Gokul, joy gleams.
Joy gleams, in Gokul, joy gleams.

What melodies does Krishna weave,
To bring back Gokul's cows, believe?
What melodies does Krishna weave,
To bring back Gokul's cows, receive.
Play again, the flute's sweet call,
My anklets sing, answering all.
You play on, you play on, I'll dance with grace,
Fill my every vein with love's embrace, in Gokul, joy gleams.
Joy gleams, in Gokul, joy gleams.

Shepherd girls, take us too, fair maidens, do,
Take this butter of yours, I am yours, too.
This butter, so sweet, a pure delight,
How sweet are you, with all your light.
Sweet glances spill, let them flow, in Gokul, joy gleams.
Joy gleams, in Gokul, joy gleams.

A joyous festival arrives, nectar streams,
Dancing maidens adorn, in Gokul, joy gleams.
Joy gleams, in Gokul, joy gleams, fair shepherd girls.
Girls, girls, come, let's converse a while,
Our bond strong, never to be defiled.
Turn your face, smile, why do you shy?
Your blouse trembles, do not hide.
From your sidelong glance, your water pot,
Drink sweet buttermilk, do not be caught.
Drink sweet buttermilk, go away, rogue, begone,
I go to the well, the day is done.
You will get nothing from us, that's true,
If you want the buttermilk, show us what you can do.
If you want the buttermilk, show us what you can do.
Play your sweet flute, let the tune imbue.

A joyous festival arrives, nectar streams,
Dancing maidens adorn, in Gokul, joy gleams.
Joy gleams, in Gokul, joy gleams.