aa, radha ke rahate ji gopiya, kyu dekhe gopala
ghar me makhan mile to, bahar kyu jaye nandlala
itni kisi ki majal kaha, chhine mujhse murali wala
itni kisi ki majal kaha, chhine mujhse murali wala
gopala tere liye tufano se, hum takara jayenge
phul to kya sholo par, hum nachege gayenge
sacha hota hai jiska pyar, use milata hai murali wala
sacha hota hai jiska pyar, use milata hai murali wala

jina mushkil kar du uska, tujhse kare jo dur mujhe
maut gawara kar sakti hu, saut nahi manjur mujhe
jina mushkil kar du uska, tujhse kare jo dur mujhe
mot gawara kar sakti hu, shot nahi manjur mujhe
jisko ho vishawas usi ka, premi par hak rahata hai
tut ke hi rahata hai wo dil, jis dil me shak rahata hai
sacha hota hai jiska pyar, use milata hai murali wala
sacha hota hai jiska pyar, use milata hai murali wala
radha ke rahate ji gopiya, kyu dekhe gopala
ghar me makhan mile to, bahar kyu jaye nandlala
itni kisi ki majal kaha, chhine mujhse murali wala
itni kisi ki majal kaha, chhine mujhse murali wala

ho pal do pal ka pyar tera hai, sath mera janmo wala
kya degi tu usko maine, tan man jivan de dala
pal do pal ka pyar tera hai, sath mera janmo wala
kya degi tu usko maine, tan man jivan de dala
ab wo tera koi nahi jise, tune dil se nikala hai
tune bhatakata chhod, diya aur maine use sambhala hai
sacha hota hai jiska pyar, use milata hai murali wala
sacha hota hai jiska pyar, use milata hai murali wala
radha ke rahate ji gopiya, kyu dekhe gopala
ghar me makhan mile to, bahar kyu jaye nandlala
itni kisi ki majal kaha, chhine mujhse murali wala
itni kisi ki majal kaha, chhine mujhse murali wala
gopala, gopala

While Radha breathes, why do the Gopis yearn for Gopal?
If butter is home, why does Nandlal wander?
Who dares to steal my flute-player from me?
Who dares to steal my flute-player from me?

For you, Gopal, we will face any storm.
Beyond flowers, we'll dance and sing on flames.
True love's reward is the flute-player's embrace.
True love's reward is the flute-player's embrace.

I'll make their life a torment, who tries to take you from me.
Death I'll welcome, but a rival, never.
I'll make their life a torment, who tries to take you from me.
Death I'll welcome, but a rival, never.
Only the faithful have a right to the beloved.
A heart that doubts, inevitably breaks.
True love's reward is the flute-player's embrace.
True love's reward is the flute-player's embrace.
While Radha breathes, why do the Gopis yearn for Gopal?
If butter is home, why does Nandlal wander?
Who dares to steal my flute-player from me?
Who dares to steal my flute-player from me?

Your love is fleeting, mine, of lifetimes.
What can you offer him? I gave my body, mind, and life.
Your love is fleeting, mine, of lifetimes.
What can you offer him? I gave my body, mind, and life.
He is no longer yours, the one you cast aside.
You left him lost, I rescued and embraced him.
True love's reward is the flute-player's embrace.
True love's reward is the flute-player's embrace.
While Radha breathes, why do the Gopis yearn for Gopal?
If butter is home, why does Nandlal wander?
Who dares to steal my flute-player from me?
Who dares to steal my flute-player from me?
Gopala, Gopala.