he re kanhaiya kisko kahega tu maiya
ek ne tujhko janm diya
re ek ne tujhko pala
kanhaiya kisko kahega tu maiya

mani manataye aur devi
dev puje pir sahi devaki ne
dudh me nehlane ka
god me khilane ka
sukh paya yashoda ji ne
ek ne tujhko janm diya
ek ne jivan sambhala
kanhaiya kisko kahega tu maiya
ek ne tujhko janm diya
re ek ne tujhko pala

marne ke dar se bhej diya dhar se
devaki ne re gokul me
bina diye janm yashoda bani mata
tujhko chhupaya aanchal me
janm diya ho chahe pala ho
kisi ne bhed ye mamta na jani
koyi bhi ho jisane diya
ho pyar mann ka, mann
to mann usiko mane
ek ne tujhko di hai ye aankhe
ek ne diya ujala
kanhaiya kisko kahega tu maiya
ek ne tujhko janm diya
re ek ne tujhko pala

Oh, Krishna, to whom will you whisper "Mother"?
One birthed you, a vessel, a fragile start,
Another nurtured, a blossoming garden.
Krishna, to whom will you give your heart?

Vows whispered to gods, temples where prayers rise,
Devaki, the bearer, offered to appease,
Yashoda found joy in milk's soft embrace,
In cradling you, whispering sweet ease.
One gave you birth, a sacred, fleeting plea,
Another held life, guarding with all their grace.
Krishna, to whom will you give your loyalty?

Fear drove Devaki, from her home you were sent,
To Gokul you journeyed, a hidden pearl.
Yashoda, though never bearing, motherly,
Wrapped you in her arms, a secret unfurled.
Birth or nurturing, the soul knows no divide,
Where love blooms, the truest mother appears,
One gave you sight, a world to behold,
The other lit your path, dispelling all fears.
One gave you light to see the world so grand,
The other, your life, so bright and clear.
Krishna, to whom will your heart take a stand?