pawan udawe batiya ho batiya
pawan udawe batiya
tipo pe na likho chithiya ho chithiya
tipo pe na likho chithiya
chithiyo ke sandese widese jawenge chalengi chhathiya
chithiyo ke sandese widese jawenge chalengi chhathiya

kanha bairan huyi bansuri
ho kanha tere adhar kyu lagi
ang se lage to bol suna gaye
bhaye na moh lage kanha
din toh kata sanj kate, kaise kate ratiya

pawan udawe batiya ho batiya
pawan udawe batiya
tipo pe na likho chithiya ho chithiya
tipo pe na likho chithiya
chithiyo ke sandese widese jawenge chalengi chhathiya
roko koyi roko din ka dola roko
koyi dube koyi to bachave re
mathe likhe mare kare andhiyare
koyi aawe koyi to mitawe re
sare bandh hai kiwade koyi aare hai na paare
mere pairo me padi rasiya

kanha tere hi rang me rangi
ho kanha sanjh ki chhab sawari
sanjh samay jab sanjh liptave, lajja kare bawari
kuch na kahe apne aap se, aap hi kare batiya
din tera le gaya suraj, chhod gaya aakash re
ai kanha kanha kanha

The wind whispers secrets, oh, secrets,
The wind carries whispers away.
Don't write on the leaves, oh, letters,
Don't write letters on leaves today.
Through letters, messages travel, to distant lands, hearts will soar,
Through letters, messages travel, to distant lands, hearts will soar.

Krishna, your flute, a foe it has become,
Oh Krishna, why clings it to your lips?
Touching my limbs, it utters words that charm,
I am unbound, I yearn for Krishna's touch.
The day is gone, the evening nears, how will the night now be?

The wind whispers secrets, oh, secrets,
The wind carries whispers away.
Don't write on the leaves, oh, letters,
Don't write letters on leaves today.
Through letters, messages travel, to distant lands, hearts will soar,
Through letters, messages travel, to distant lands, hearts will soar.

Stop, someone stop, the day is swaying, stop!
Some drown, and yet, some find a rescuer.
The forehead marks, darkness unfurls,
Some come, some erase, and soothe the pain.
All doors are closed, none can enter, none can see,
And in my feet, a rope is laid.

Krishna, I am colored in your hue,
Oh Krishna, a dusk-like beauty,
When twilight wraps, so shy, and in this embrace,
I say nothing, I whisper to myself.
The day is gone, the sun is gone, the sky remains,
Oh Krishna, Krishna, Krishna...