aao re aao re aao re hey girdhari
aao re aao re aao re govardhan girdhari
krishan murari
ab laaj humari tere hath hai
aao re aao re aao re hey girdhari
aao re aao re aao re hey girdhari aao re

andhe jag ke nain khol kar
sacchi raah batao
andhe jag ke nain khol kar
sacchi raah batao
apni laaj nibhani hai to
bhakt ki laaj bachao
apni laaj nibhani hai to
bhakt ki laaj bachao
o deen bandhu kahlane wale
deen bandhu kahlane wale
ab to darsh dikaho girdhari
aao re aao re aao re hey girdhari aao re

kahan chhupe ho krishan kanhaiya aao
bhakto ke prabhu peer haraiya aao
chhod ke to ab shesh ki saiya aao
meera ke prabhu bansi bajiya aao
prabhu aao, hari aao ab aao

Come, oh come, oh come, Girdhari,
Come, oh come, oh come, lifter of Govardhan, Girdhari,
Krishna, flute player.
Now our honor rests within your hands,
Come, oh come, oh come, Girdhari,
Come, oh come, oh come, Girdhari, come.

Open the eyes of this blind world,
And reveal the true path.
Open the eyes of this blind world,
And reveal the true path.
If you would uphold your honor,
Protect the honor of your devotees.
Oh, you who are called friend of the poor,
Friend of the poor,
Now grant us your vision, Girdhari.
Come, oh come, oh come, Girdhari, come.

Where have you hidden, Krishna Kanhaiya? Come,
Lord of your devotees, remover of sorrow, come.
Leaving the serpent's bed, come,
Lord of Meera, flautist, come.
Lord, come, Hari, come now, come.