chhodi jag ki saari laaj
preet ki bhang chakhi
ho preet ki bhang chakhi
sararara pichkari chale
dham dhadaak dham dhol baaje
chhum chhanan chhum chhanan ghunghru bole
khanak khanan khan kangana dole
sararara chhum chhanan
khanak khanan khan khanak khanan khan
dham dhadaak dhadaak dha
dham dhadaak dhadaak dha
dham dhadaak dhadaak dha

ho aaj brij mai hai holi rasiya
itte aaye hai kunwar kanhaiya
ho aaj brij mai hai holi rasiya
itte aaye hai kunwar kanhaiya

nache hai dono re dono magan
radha ko apnane aaye kishan
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang

ho tera ghoonghat
nashe me aaj rang rasiya
bheegi chunri mori bheegi mori angiyaa
ho ho aayo re phagun aayo re
more kaanha jo aayo palat ke
ab ke holi mai khelungi datt ke
ho more kaanha jo aayo palat ke
ab ke holi mai khelungi datt ke
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang
rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang
rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang

bansi ki dhun pe toliya jam gayi
apne preetam se gopiyo ki than gayi
bansi ki dhun pe toliya jam gayi
apne preetam se gopiyo ki than gayi
ho aabir ki barkha me aisa rang dala
saanwri hai radha saanwre hai lala
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang

ho tere bhang ke nashe me aaj rang rasiya
bheegi chunri mori bheegi mori angiyaa
ho ho aayo re phagun aayo re
ho mora kaanha jo aayo palat ke
ab ke holi mai khelungi datt ke
ho mora kaanha jo aayo palat ke
ab ke holi mai khelungi datt ke

rang rang rang rang barse
rang rang rang rang barse barse
ho rang barse
holi ke rang me goriya rang gayi
ho radha rani kaanha mein ram gayi
ho holi ke rang mein goriya jo rang gayi
radha bhi kaanha mein ram gayi
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang
ho rang rang de rang rang de
rang rang de rang

tore hatt ne piya mohe jeet liya
bheegi chunri mori bheegi mori angiyaa
ho ho aayo re phagun aayo re
mora kaanha jo aayo palat ke
ab ke holi mai khelungi datt ke
ho mora kaanha jo aayo palat ke
ab ke holi mai khelungi datt ke
ho aaj brij mai hai holi rasiya
itte aaye hai kunwar kanhaiya
utte aayega hale sakhiyaa
aaj brij mai hai holi rasiya
rang rang rang rang barse
rang rang rang rang barse barse
ho rang barse

Cast off the world's cold gaze,
Drunk the nectar of love's maze,
Oh, drunk the nectar of love's maze.
*Sararara* the color streams,
*Dham Dhadaak* the drum's deep dreams,
*Chum Chanan* the ankle bells chime,
*Khanak Khan* the bangles climb,
*Sararara Chum Chanan*,
*Khanak Khan Khanak Khan*,
*Dham Dhadaak Dhadaak Dha*

Today in Vrindavan, Holi's dance,
Krishna comes, a joyful trance.
Today in Vrindavan, Holi's dance,
Krishna comes, a joyful trance.

They dance, lost in sweet embrace,
Krishna seeks Radha's grace.
Oh, color, color, drench us all,
Color, color, heed love's call.

Your veil,
Inebriated, color's art,
My drenched shawl, my soaked heart.
Oh, the season of Spring has arrived,
My Kanha has returned revived,
This Holi, I'll play, unafraid,
My Kanha has returned revived,
This Holi, I'll play, unafraid.
Oh, color, color, drench us all,
Color, color, heed love's call.
Oh, color, color, drench us all,

To the flute's tune, the groups convene,
The Gopis clash with their love unseen.
To the flute's tune, the groups convene,
The Gopis clash with their love unseen.
In Abir's rain, the colors blend,
Radha's dark, Krishna's friend.
Oh, color, color, drench us all,
Color, color, heed love's call.

In the bliss of love's intoxicant today, color's art,
My drenched shawl, my soaked heart.
Oh, the season of Spring has arrived,
My Kanha has returned revived,
This Holi, I'll play, unafraid,
My Kanha has returned revived,
This Holi, I'll play, unafraid.

Color, color, color streams,
Oh, color streams!
In Holi's hues, the fair one's dyed,
Radha in Krishna, now abide.
In Holi's hues, the fair one's dyed,
Radha in Krishna, now abide.
Oh, color, color, drench us all,
Color, color, heed love's call.
Oh, color, color, drench us all,

Your stubborn heart has won me now,
My drenched shawl, my soaked brow.
Oh, the season of Spring has arrived,
My Kanha has returned revived,
This Holi, I'll play, unafraid,
My Kanha has returned revived,
This Holi, I'll play, unafraid.
Today in Vrindavan, Holi's dance,
Krishna comes, a joyful trance.
There will come the time of all the friends.
Today in Vrindavan, Holi's dance,
Color, color, color streams,
Oh, color streams!