bolo jay bolo, jay bolo
jay bolo kanhaiya laal ki
jay bolo kanhaiya laal ki
re iski leela kamaal ki
re iski leela kamaal ki
sab devo me krishan niraala
sab devo me krishan niraala
nahi jaruat besaal ki
iski leela kamaal ki

bandigrih me janam liya aur
brij ki dhul me khela
brij ki dhul me khela re khela
brij ki dhul me khela
is lala ka kya kahan
ye shyaam bada albela
shyaam bada albela re sunder
shyaam bada albela
he ji re ye vo prabhu hai hath me jiske
ye vo prabhu hai hath me jiske
dori hai mahakaal ki
re iski leela kamaal ki
re iski leela kamaal ki

aisi kheli prem ki holi, rang sabhi pe daala
rang sabhi pe daala re tune
rang sabhi pe daala
har ek gopi ban gai radha
pi ke prem ka pyaala
pi ke prem ka pyaala re pyaala
pi ke prem ka pyaala
he ji re vrindavan me aaj bhi udhti
khushbu abeer gulaal ki

Sing praise, sing praise, sing praise,
Praise Kanhaiya Lal!
Praise Kanhaiya Lal!
His play, a wonder to behold!
His play, a wonder to behold!
Krishna, unique amongst all gods,
Krishna, unique amongst all gods,
Needs no time to grow old.
His play, a wonder to behold!

Born in a prison,
And played in the dust of Braj,
Played in the dust of Braj, played!
Played in the dust of Braj!
What can one say of this child?
This dark one, so enchanting!
So enchanting, beautiful dark one!
So enchanting!
He is the Lord, in whose hand,
He is the Lord, in whose hand,
Lies the string of Maha-Kaal!
His play, a wonder to behold!
His play, a wonder to behold!

He played the Holi of love,
And splashed color on all,
Color on all, you splashed!
Color on all!
Each Gopi became Radha,
Drinking the cup of love,
Drinking the cup of love, of love!
Drinking the cup of love!
In Vrindavan, even now, rises,
The fragrance of Abir and Gulal.