sawre sunao bansuri
sawre sunao bansuri
vrindabani radha banu duniya kahe bawri
sawre sunao bansuri
vrindabani radha banu duniya kahe bawri
sawre sunao bansuri

apne aangan beej re
apne ang me apne rang me jo sich le
apne aangan beej re
apne ang me apne rang me jo sich le
aisi falu teri gali duniya kahe sawri
sawre sunao bansuri
vrindabani radha banu duniya kahe bawri
sawre sunao bansuri

tere mandir deep hai
tu jo bhar de apni jyoti is seep me
tere mandir deep hai
tu jo bhar de apni jyoti is seep me
tere charan aise padu jaise pade sawri
sawre sunao bansuri
vrindabani radha banu duniya kahe bawri
sawre sunao bansuri

Dark One, play your flute,
Dark One, play your flute.
Let me be Radha in Vrindavan, the world will call me mad.
Dark One, play your flute.
Let me be Radha in Vrindavan, the world will call me mad.
Dark One, play your flute.

Sow seeds in your own courtyard,
Nourish them in your own form, your own hue.
Sow seeds in your own courtyard,
Nourish them in your own form, your own hue.
Such fruits will blossom in your lane, the world will say, "Dark-hued."
Dark One, play your flute.
Let me be Radha in Vrindavan, the world will call me mad.
Dark One, play your flute.

Your temples are the lamps,
Fill this shell with your own light.
Your temples are the lamps,
Fill this shell with your own light.
May my steps fall as yours, Dark-hued One.
Dark One, play your flute.
Let me be Radha in Vrindavan, the world will call me mad.
Dark One, play your flute.