jaya ganesha gananaath dayaanidhi
sakal vighan karo dur hamaare
mama vadana swikaar karo prabhu
charana sharana ham aaye tumhaare
jaya ganesha gananaath dayaanidhi

jaya nadalaalaa jaya gopaalaa
jaya nadalaalaa jaya jaya

shri raadhe govidaa mana bhajale hari kaa pyaaraa naam hai
gopaalaa hari kaa pyaaraa naam hai
nadalaalaa hari kaa pyaaraa naam hai
shri raadhe govidaa

( mor mukut sir garabana maalaa ( kesar tilak lagaaye ) 2 ) 2
vr^idaavan ki punya galin me sabako naach nachaaye
oh sabako naach nachaaye
shri raadhe govidaa

( jamunaa kinaare dhenu charaave ( maadhav madan muraari ) 2 ) 2
madhur muraliyaa jabhi bajaaye harale sudhabudh saari
oh harale sudhabudh saari
shri raadhe govidaa

( giradhar naagar kahati miraa ( sur ko shyaamal bhaayaa ) 2 ) 2
tukaaraam aur naamadev ne vitthal vitthal gaayaa
oh vitthal vitthal gaayaa
shri raadhe govidaa

( raadhaa shakti binaa na koi ( shyaamal darshan paave ) 2 ) 2
aaraadhan kar raadhe raadhe kaanhaa bhaage aave
oh kaanhaa bhaage aave
shri raadhe govidaa

O Ganesha, Lord of Ganas, fount of grace,
Dispeller of obstacles, from every place.
Accept our humble prayers, our hearts alight,
We seek your refuge, bathed in inner light.
Glory to Ganesha, Lord of all we hold dear.

Glory to Nandlala, the cowherd's son,
Glory to Gopala, the victory won.
Oh, Radha, Govinda, your spirit embrace,
Chant Hari's name, find solace in this space.
Gopala, Hari's name, a sweet refrain,
Nandlala, Hari's name, again, again.
Oh, Radha Govinda.

With peacock crown, a garland's embrace,
Saffron mark upon the sacred face.
In Vrindavan's lanes, where blessings reside,
He makes all dance, with joyous stride.
Oh, makes all dance, oh Radha Govinda.

By Yamuna's banks, the cows softly graze,
Madhava, Madan Murari, in sunlit haze.
Madhava, Madan Murari.
His flute's sweet song, a captivating plea,
Steals senses, sets the spirit free.
Oh, steals our senses, oh Radha Govinda.

Meera calls him Giridhar, her love's delight,
Sur sees Shyamal, bathed in purest light.
Sur sees Shyamal, bathed in purest light.
Tukaram and Namdev, with hearts so true,
Sing "Vitthal, Vitthal," shining anew.
Oh, Vitthal, Vitthal, oh Radha Govinda.

Without Radha's power, none can truly see,
Shyamal's form, for all eternity.
Shyamal's form, for all eternity.
With Radha's name, a sacred guide,
Krishna comes running, by your side.
Oh, Krishna comes running, oh Radha Govinda.