radha ke rasiya gokul ke basiya
jadu ki murali baja ke sun sun
man dole

naina churaaye ya palke jhukaye
teri muraliya sako nachaaye
naina churaaye ya palke jhukaye
teri muraliya sako nachaaye
chamke sitaare ya barse badarwa
chham chham chale gopiyan
ghunghat ka pat khole wo
radha ke rasiya gokul ke basiya
jadu ki murali baja ke sun sun
man dole

ghanshyam bajao muraliya ho
mohe chain na aaye mohe chain na aaye
ghanshyam bajao muraliya ho
mohe chain na aaye mohe chain na aaye
murali baje to ang ang dole
sang sang dole sakhiya aa aa
nache jiyarwa baaje ghunghrwa
chamke pyasi ankhiya
main janamo ki pyas bujaau
duniya raas rachaye ho

ghanshyam bajao muraliya ho
mohe chain na aaye mohe chain na aaye

Lover of Radha, dweller of Gokul,
With your magical flute, you play,
And hearts sway.

You steal glances, or lower your lashes,
Your flute makes everyone dance,
Your flute makes everyone dance.
Stars may shimmer, or dark clouds may pour,
The Gopis move, with bells' chime,
Unveiling their veils, oh.
Lover of Radha, dweller of Gokul,
With your magical flute, you play,
And hearts sway.

Dark-hued one, play your flute, oh,
I find no peace, I find no peace,
Dark-hued one, play your flute, oh,
I find no peace, I find no peace.
When the flute plays, every limb dances,
Together dance the friends, ah, ah,
My heart dances, bells resound,
My thirsty eyes gleam,
I quench a thirst of lifetimes,
The world weaves its dance, oh.
Dark-hued one, play your flute, oh,
I find no peace, I find no peace.