bansuri tihari nandlal bani mori sautaniya
bansuri tihari nandlal bani mori sautaniya
ye pas tere bairan dur mai sajaniya
bansuri tihari nandlal bani mori sautaniya
bansuri tihari nandlal bani mori sautaniya

bansi ko tu hotho se lagaye
bansi ko tu hotho se lagaye
man tadpaye mora ji tarsaye
kahe ko maine tohe se neha lagaye
kahe ko maine tohe se neha lagaye
ye jag maine chhod a bani mai joganiya
bansuri bansuri tihari nandlal bani mori sautaniya
mori sautaniya mori sautaniya
bansuri tihari nandlal bani mori sautaniya

Your flute, O Nandlala, rivals me, a co-wife,
Your flute, O Nandlala, a co-wife in my life.
She close to you, a foe; I, a lover, far away,
Your flute, O Nandlala, a co-wife in disarray.
Your flute, O Nandlala, a co-wife in my life.

You press the reed to your lips, so sweet,
You press the reed to your lips, a tempting feat.
My heart it aches, my soul it craves,
Why did I ever give my love, to be your slaves?
Why did I ever love, a love to deceive?
I cast away the world, a mendicant I weave.
Your flute, your flute, O Nandlala, a co-wife, so keen,
My co-wife, my co-wife, forever between.
Your flute, O Nandlala, a co-wife in my scene.