baaje muraliyaa baaje
sapane hue saanche
sapane hue saanche
aaj mere sapane hue saanche
bole koyaliyaa
bole koyaliyaa kuhu kuhu man meraa naache naache
sapane hue saanche

nile nile gagan tale
nile nile gagan tale madhur madhur prit pale
gagan tale prit pale
meri paayaliyaa
meri paayaliyaa aaj magan jhanan jhanan baaje baaje
sapane hue saanche

nainan ke phul khile
nainan ke phul khile raadhaa ko shyaam mile
baaje muraliyaa
baaje muraliyaa mithi mithi bhaag mere jaage jaage
sapane hue saanche

shital pavan ke hidole
dole hr^iday meraa dole
hr^iday meraa dole
aaj haule haule
aaj haule haule man me koi piyaa piyaa bole
koi piyaa piyaa bole
mere saanvariyaa
mere saanvariyaa aaj mere nainan me raache raache
sapane hue saanche

The flute now calls, dreams take their form,
Dreams take their form, my dreams are born.
The cuckoo sings, a sweet refrain,
My heart now dances, joy is plain.

Beneath the sky of endless blue,
Beneath the sky, a love so true.
Love unfolds beneath the sky,
My anklets sing, as joy goes high.
Their tinkling sound, the dreams take hold.

In eyes, the blossoms start to bloom,
In eyes, Radha finds Shyam's room.
The flute now calls, a melody,
My fortune wakes, for all to see.
Dreams take their form, eternally.

On gentle breeze, my heart does sway,
My heart does sway, in its own way.
In hushed delight, my soul takes flight,
My soul takes flight, "My love," it sighs.
"My love," it sighs, my heart's true prize,
My love, within my eyes.
Dreams take their form, a sweet surprise.