o girdhari o mere shyam
o girdhari banwari mere shyam
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
kuch aur nahi, bas dhyan tera
kuch aur nahi, bas dhyan tera
hume tere dwar pe laya hai
wo khali hath nahi lauta
wo khali hath nahi lauta
jo sharan tumhari aaya hai
kuch aur nahi, bas dhyan tera
hai madhur muraliya, hontho pe tere shyam
hai madhur muraliya hontho pe
maathe pe mukut, ki chhaya hai
o bansi wale girdhari
hume tera mukut, man bhaya hai
kuch aur nahi, bas dhyan tera
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare

tere charno me jag wale
bahrupiye bankar aate hai
ye ander se hai chor magar
bahar sadhu kahlate hai
sach to hai, yahi ke chori ne
har dil pe dere daale hai
main chor yaha ye chor yaha
aur chor sabhi jag wale hai
tu bhi to chor hai gopala
tu bhi to chor hai gopala
makhan tune bhi churaya hai
wo khali hath nahi lauta
wo khali hath nahi lauta
jo sharan tumhari aaya hai
kuch aur nahi, bas dhyan tera
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare

ho jaye beda paar mera
jo bich me ye sansar na ho
jo khel rachaya hai maine
is khel me meri haar na ho
tera darshan wo payega
jo banke sudama aayega
hai aaj jnamdin girdhar ka
ab kans nahi bach payega
ye charo taraf o banwari
ye charo taraf o banwari
tune kaisa jaal bichhaya hai
wo khali hath nahi lauta
wo khali hath nahi lauta
jo sharan tumhari aaya hai
kuch aur nahi, bas dhyan tera
hai madhur muraliya, hontho pe tere shyam
hai madhur muraliya hontho pe
maathe pe mukut ki chhaya hai
o bansi wale girdhari
hume tera mukut, man bhaya hai
kuch aur nahi, bas dhyan tera
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare
jai krishan hare, jai jai krishan hare
hare shyam hare

Oh Girdhari, my dark Lord,
Oh Girdhari, Banwari, my Shyam,
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!

Nothing else, just your thought,
Nothing else, just your thought,
Has brought us to your door.
He does not return empty-handed,
He does not return empty-handed,
Who comes seeking your refuge.
Nothing else, just your thought.

Sweet flutes upon your lips, O Shyam,
Sweet flutes upon your lips,
A crown upon your brow, its shadow falls.
Oh, flute-playing Girdhari,
Your crown has captured our hearts.
Nothing else, just your thought.
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!

In your feet, the world comes,
Disguised, as imposters, they appear.
Thieves within, but on the outside,
They are called the holy.
The truth is, that theft,
Has taken root in every heart.
I am a thief here, he is a thief here,
And thieves are all in this world.
You too are a thief, Gopala,
You too are a thief, Gopala,
You too have stolen butter.
He does not return empty-handed,
He does not return empty-handed,
Who comes seeking your refuge.
Nothing else, just your thought.
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!

May my vessel cross over,
If the world does not stand in the way.
The game that I have played,
In this game, may I not lose.
He will find your vision,
Who comes as Sudama.
Today is the birthday of Giridhar,
Now Kansa will not be saved.
All around, O Banwari,
All around, O Banwari,
What a web you have woven.
He does not return empty-handed,
He does not return empty-handed,
Who comes seeking your refuge.
Nothing else, just your thought.
Sweet flutes upon your lips, O Shyam,
Sweet flutes upon your lips,
A crown upon your brow, its shadow falls.
Oh, flute-playing Girdhari,
Your crown has captured our hearts.
Nothing else, just your thought.
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!
Victory to Krishna, victory, victory to Krishna!
Hare Shyam, Hare!