kaha chali o brij ki bala sir par liye gagariya
sir par liye gagariya
kaha chali o brij ki bala sir par liye gagariya
sir par liye gagariya
chhed karo na o nandlala chhodo mori dagariya
chhodo mori dagariya
chhed karo na o nandlala chhodo mori dagariya
chhodo mori dagariya

varindavan ki kunj galin me aao raas rachaye
jamuna tath par chalkar sajni geet milan ke gaye
main hu gwala murliwala tum ho meri gujariya
main hu gwala murliwala tum ho meri gujariya
tum ho meri gujariya
kaha chali o brij ki bala sir par liye gagariya
sir par liye gagariya

paniya baran ko jati hu main dekhe sakhiya sagri
dekhe sakhiya sagri
chhed chhad me tut na jaye maati ki hai gagri
maati ki hai gagri
chhail chhabile shyam hatile
chhal na karo sanwariya
chhaial chhabile shyam hatile
chhal na karo sanwariya
chhal na karo sanwariya
chhed karo na o nandlala chhodo mori dagariya
chhodo mori dagariya

o radha rani roop saja ke preet jata ke
bandhi prem ki dhori
o bansi wale bansi baja ke chhab dikhlake
tumne ki chit chori
hum dono ki prem kahani jane sari nagariya
hum dono ki prem kahani jane sari nagariya
jane sari nagariya
kaha chali o brij ki bala sir par liye gagariya
sir par liye gagariya
chhed karo na o nandlala chhodo mori dagariya
chhodo mori dagariya

Where drift you, maiden of the Brij, a vessel poised on head,
A vessel poised on head?
Where drift you, maiden of the Brij, a vessel poised on head,
A vessel poised on head?
Do not tease me, Nandlala, leave my path instead,
Leave my path instead.
Do not tease me, Nandlala, leave my path instead,
Leave my path instead.

In Vrindavan's hidden lanes, come, let us dance and sway,
By Yamuna's shore, my love, let love's songs hold their say.
I am the cowherd, flute in hand, you, my shepherdess so fair,
You, my shepherdess so fair.
Where drift you, maiden of the Brij, a vessel poised on head,
A vessel poised on head?

To fetch the water, I must go, my friends will see me there,
Will see me there.
In playful jest, it might break, this earthen vessel rare,
This earthen vessel rare.
You, the handsome one, the Shyam so bold,
Do not deceive, my love so old,
Do not deceive, my love so old.
Do not tease me, Nandlala, leave my path instead,
Leave my path instead.

Oh, Radha Rani, adorned in grace, with love you show your face,
And bind us both with cords of love.
Oh, Bansi-player, with your flute, with charm you take your loot,
And steal my heart from up above.
Our love story, known by all, through every town's embrace,
Through every town's embrace.
Where drift you, maiden of the Brij, a vessel poised on head,
A vessel poised on head?
Do not tease me, Nandlala, leave my path instead,
Leave my path instead.